Stuck out on the fringes of the Hindu Kush, sandwiched between Afghanistan, Tajikistan, Turkmenistan and Uzbekistan, Gerry had wondered why the countr...y wasn't called Kushtistan. That turned out to be the least curious thing about it.His thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of his morning tea. He still hadn't got used to the idea that the local girls working in the offices around Kolin had adopted western dress but still wore headscarves and veils. Fanima, the young woman that brought the. She was a Senior manager in the Sales division of our organization.Her hair was slightly curly and long up to her waist, with proper fat deposition around her waist and legs. Her assets were as 37-32-34 ish (with 32C cup size), which was sufficient to turn on anyone who saw her.Being from a traditional family, she considered shaving and waxing as beyond her sleeve, though quite often, she used to get herself an upper lip (as she was in the Sales department).The first time we met was during the. Suck me!" he growled.Rising up on my knees I worked a few more inches of him into my mouth andswirled my tongue around his shaft. If I thought the taste of his ballswas delicious this was a whole new and pleasurable experience. I took asmuch of him as I could before the gag reflex kicked in and then withdrew.I would have so much loved to have my hands free to stroke the base ofhis cock. I promised myself that I would teach myself to deep throat acock so that should master want to use me again I. A large amount of white cum came cup from around his shaft and spilled down her soft cheeks."Oh, A little too much for your little belly, Darling," he said petting her long hair. "Oh, God you're perfect," he groaned.They entered an empty parking garage and carried the drugged girl in their arms to the elevator."You will love Miss Starr, Rob. She has been an excellent asset in the local prostitution business. She came well recommended. They say she excels in prepping new ones."Reaching the.