THEY SPAT ON MY ASS AND I COULD FEEL FINGERS PENETRATING A LITTLE BIT AT A TIME, ONE FINGER THEN TWO FINGERS ENTERED MY TIGHT ASSHOLE AS I SIGHED WITH... PLEASURE. FINGERS ENTERED MY WET PUSSY TOO AND NOW I WAS BEING DOUBLE FINGER FUCKED AND TREATED LIKE THEIR OWN PERSONAL LITTLE SLUT, I WAS LOVING EVERY SECOND. I WAS THEN SUDDENLY TURNED ROUND AND forceD TO KNEEL IN THE HOT TUB AS BOTH MY HOT BI GUYS WANKED THEIR GORGEOUS HARD COCKS INCHES FROM MY FACE. THEN WITHOUT WARNING AND WITHIN SECONDS OF. Bethany watched in fascination.“What the heck?”“A KGB Colonel’s parade uniform! And this,” I said, pinning a medal on my chest, “says that I am a ‘Hero of the Soviet Union’!”“Holy crap!” Bethany gasped. “It’s perfect. I mean it looks real!”“It should! Colonel Anisimova and Minister Voronin got me an official, properly tailored, «Комите государственной безопасности» uniform!”“A what?”“Committee for State Security. What you know as the KGB. Right down to the shoes and shirt,” I said.Then I. .. Head... You might call it the knob slob or rocking the mic. For me, head would involve me looking at the top of your fresh buzz cut from between my legs while your lips meet my lips. It would involve your baby soft dimples massaging my inner thighs while your tongue meets my gem. It would involve your manicured fingers drilling my holes while my juices quench your thirst. Do you require more clarification?” “Mmm, no I don’t. And to answer your question, head comes before and during the meal.. It showed her being checked in at reception in Kabul's private S&M establishment, signing away her rights and body for 5 days to their whims. Kabul, who looked like Omar Sharif in his 40's, and his head dominatrix Ms. Okiwe, a sexy but strict mature African lady in a ward sister's outfit, took Mum into a medical-type room, and began stripping her. I saw Mum's naked body as it was in her 30's, as they got her naked and began touching her body. God,she was even more stunning, then! She was stood.