Hard, rough, kinky sex. I hadn't been able to focus all day. Lucky for me there wasn't much work to be done. On the way home I planned it out in my mi...nd. I would surprise my boyfriend Mark when I got home. Chances are he would be taking a nap in our room. As I pulled into the driveway I noticed another car. It wasn't his and I was a bit worried. I didn't want to jump to any conclusions so I just went inside being careful not to make any noise. I didn't come home at any set time so its always. As their tongues met she felt him hardening under her while his fingers slipped into her bikini bottoms. His fingertips moved over her smooth lips, her head tipping back as she lifted herself higher on him. Her head tipped back as he circled her clit before stroking back and forth over it. She reached down between their bodies, feeling his hand still toying with her clit as she undid his shorts and pulled him free.His finger stopped making patterns on her clit and he pulled her bikini bottoms. The embassy attack had been broadcast worldwide, plus the Nimule camp was getting all kinds of air play in Britain. Every media station in Britain and Ireland had made treks to the camp and several others, according to Ambassador Fauntroy.I completed calls to British Ambassador Fauntroy and Canadian Morrison telling them I was back in Kampala. I asked that if they had time to come to Entebbe in a couple hours to see what I had brought for the camp.I called Israeli Ambassador Dansky to tell him. He introduces her, and Emma greets her warmly, while thinking to herself, that he did not waste anytime finding someone else to take to dinner after her declining. Little did the date realize but, though they have only been out a couple of times, when the President gets her home, he is going to fuck the life out of her, to her total enjoyment. Though not realizing that it is visions of Emma in his head as he does.They say their goodbyes and leave with several backward gazes from the President.