He obliged, and gave it a really sharp pinch and tug. I bucked in pleasure, and pushed my rear harder back against his hand that was fingering me. I r...enewed my grip on his cock, this time grasping below the balls, pressing my fingertips into the area just ahead of his asshole. He groaned deeply and thrust his hips up, so that his cock once again entered my mouth, and I sucked hungrily. I reached up and let down my long hair, letting it flow across his belly. He released my nipple, instead. She also knew that the Crown Prince Gamel, her son, had died with his father and that some high officials had flown to England to bring back the new Emir, who had been taken to England by his mother after Djamilla's youngest son had died. The laws of succession were peculiar in Kobekistan and this twenty-three year old post-graduate mathematician would be the new Emir by virtue of being older than his cousins. Djamilla had no idea what he might do when he arrived in a couple of days. She saw Carson at the end of the day after two weeks of training and said, “Ken, we’ve got to get rid of Kelly Jackson. She’s not making it. She has some technical skills, but she could never operate successfully behind enemy lines. Do you agree?”Carson had left Kelly to Harris because they were both women. He didn’t have much direct contact with Jackson but he did know her scores were very good. He agreed, finally, to go with Harris to see Colonel Rogers on Monday.They went into his office. I heard his voice. Push. My wife did something and I could see her anus opening. It was the most obscene thing Id ever seen. I flicked the control on the other screen and zoomed in on her face. The humiliation was intense, she was crying in a way I rarely saw. This really got to her. I looked back at the other monitor. Shed managed to open herself even further and push out more of her insides. And they were blue. These freaks had tattooed INSIDE her asshole. The pain must have been horrible..