I placed my head in Chris's lap for awhile so he could massage my scalp. After a few minutes of me groaning good ole Frank asked if he could work on ...my feet. Sure, why not I thought. Chris is ultra cool with so many things so I placed my legs in his lap as he scooted over closer to me. Ten minutes later my head was swimming from everything and I felt like a princess with so many hands running over my skin. Chris MUST have given a signal because as his hands ran down my back, Franks fingers. ”“But being in Dubai can get so lonely.”“One time when I went out for an evening, I was in a shopping mall and a European man began to chat to me. He looked nice, and he was easy to talk to. I discovered that he was also married, but his wife and family were in their country.”“In fact, his wife was a filipina, and that was one reason he had talked to me, he said because he could see that I was a filipina.”“Then he invited me to have a meal with him at a filipino restaurant in the mall, and I. The women looked on with contented smiles as the stern Matron placed one hand on hip and cut the air with her cane, bringing it hard down on the rapist's buttocks, the rod submerging into his already striped and bruised flesh, making him squirm and buck in his bondage. He was being made to pay dearly for his brutality and the women had conditioned him well; the fear and pain he felt initially were still there, but he had been taught submission and his cock pulsed with the carnal pleasure of. I was sort of hoping to have some time with Marc, alone but such is life.Marc and I had just barely gotten into the room when she pulls up. I had called her and told her the room number and when she knocked at the door, we knew who it was. She walks in and says, "This looks interesting" She kicked off her heels and fixes a drink. I told her that we had just gotten there a moment before and she says, Maybe I should have waited so you guys could get better aquainted" Then she gave us a.