"She flicked my cock with her finger, hard."Bad girl," she said. "Wrong answer."Looking me straight in the eyes, she slowly, purposefully unsnapped th...e crotch of her leotard. Then she slowly ran her finger over the lips of her shaved pussy. Her creamy white shoulders shivered slightly and her dark eyes narrowed as she stroked herself with her finger. She let her eyes travel the length of my bound, naked body, from my face to my toes and back again."Whose slut are you?"My voice trembled. "Your. We greeted and went to the room, opening the front door it was clear that the room was occupied, clothes and case inside so we shut the door and I left Monica and Gary while I raced to reception to get another room. On my return I could see Gary and my wife were just chatting in general, nothing about why we were there. We went to another room this time empty and closed the door behind us. We pored drinks and chattered, after some time, Gary obviously nervous to make a move so I asked Monica to. I won't even dignify it by calling it a shithole. You'd think that the people would be grateful for us getting rid of Saddam, but I guess there are too many people who don't know when they are well off.The biggest fools are these so-called insurgents. Shit, if they had just kept their heads down for six months, the Coalition would have left, and they could have shot at each other to their hearts' content. But, no, they were too intent on the chance to shoot at Americans, so they couldn't wait.. Each time her soft hand brushed the lip of his cock head it was as if she were touching a raw nerve, almost painful but in a way that left him wanting more as the feeling of joy swelled in him. He came in seconds, eyes going glassy and shouting incomprehensibly as his cock spasmed in her hand and his cum sank to the bed of the pool in long trails. She released him as his cock began to shrink but reached lower to fondle and scratch at his sack as his lungs worked like a bellows and his knees got.