Sandhya put her robe back on and rejoined me on the sofa. She sat and admired my body as I fixed her a drink.I just had a towel around my waist. She s...lowly kissed my chest and made her way down to my torso towards my dick. Sandhya teased with her tongue, flicking it over the tip of my dick until it stood at full mast. She kissed my balls, taking one in her mouth as she gently stroked my shaft.She enjoyed seeing a string of pre-cum on the tip of my dick. She took a second to enjoy the taste on. There would likely be a search at the door with one of those cute hand wands and my handbag would also likely be opened.The thing they were most unlikely to catch in their security scan was my new toy. It did not come from the geniuses at the farm, oh hell no, I had found it on line. I have no idea what possible everyday, real world use could be made of a hair brush, which converted into a plastic dagger, but there it was.The only difference between the dagger and a plastic knife at McDonald's. That didn’t even count assistance with seducing anyone I wanted seduced. I also added more half of my classmates as I went along, growing my posse with each strike into new territory. In Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, I even added six teenage princesses who I freed from the hijab, plus four widows who I also put in my service as they desired. In Kabul, Afghanistan, I slaughtered a group of Taliban and rescued some young ladies who nearly suffered severe punishments at their hands.I hadn’t wanted to. ."Your turn," Paul said, leaning back, his hands clasped behind his head.His dick curving just a little towards me.I couldn't back out, even though I hadn't actually agreed to the terms. But that wasn't going to hold water. He had just given me the best blow job in my life, and I hadn't even let out a word of protest.My hurried breaths caused me to nearly choke as I bent over, unable to believe that I was really considering doing this. I took my time, prolonging the moments I had left, trying.