The drinks made her hornier maybe. She pushed me on the bed and pulled off my shirt and pants and bit my dick over my underwear. She bit hard; it turn...ed me on even more. She removed it and licked my balls and slowly started to lick my cock, she took her time and moved it up and down and I came in a while and she drank it fully and I pulled her close and kissed her hard. Bit her lips and pulled off her kurta and pants. She wore a red bra and panty. I removed her bra and she had big boobs with. Not smart little girl. Grabbing her hair, he yanked her back and slapped her face hard with his hand. Pulling her to her feet, they both grabbed an arm and dragged her back to the waiting stall. Might as well not even have this shirt on. Taking a knife, Jeremy cut the top of the sleeves so the material fell off her body, hanging from the waistband where it was still tucked into her jeans. The jeans too. Jake said and Jeremy unbuttoned them and then pulled down the zipper. Yanking them down to. The same man who said the Prophet was an epileptic. If only Allah knew how much I would like to punish these people. I’ve always had faith in the Verse of the Throne:Allah! There is no godBut He, – The living, The Self–subsisting, Supporter of allNo slumber can seize himNor sleep. His are all thingsIn the heavens and on earth.Who is thee can intercedeIn his presence exceptAs He permitteth? He knowethWhat appeareth to His creaturesAs Before or AfterOr Behind them.Nor shall they compassAught of. That sounded great; only problem, no kids. Well that was OK; we’d farm the kids out to her mom and dad. That done it was going to be off to the barbecue for old Jeremy and Greta.The barbecue was at John Muldoon’s house. He was the head honcho at the insurance company, and he had a big house that overlooked one of the nearby rivers. He had a small pier, a couple boats, and a small boathouse. I’d been there before, but with some of the guys I go hunting and fishing with. Muldoon had a few friends.