"God, I do hope this is merely a threat. You would damage relations between our two countries in ways you have no idea." No, this is not a threat. It ...is a promise. Keith here is head of hotel security and a loyal British subject. He is not happy that American agents bugged a suite of rooms in his hotel not once but twice in the same day. Now you tell me why I should not send those pictures to the newspapers. The PM will hate to read in the newspapers how his loyal American friends have been. Your boxers come off most of the way with them and I leave them tangled around Your ankles.I grab Your cock lustfully, and look You in the eyes while swirling my tongue around the tip. I close my hot lips and suck on the tip of Your hard candy stick.While Stroking Your throbbing tool with my petite hand and rubbing Your balls with the other, I massage Your cock with my tongue from top to bottom and all around making it all wet and slippery.I lick Your balls and take them into my mouth one by. “I deserve more, Mistress.” Tushar was heading exactly where I wanted him to. I brought it hard again on his ass. “I couldn’t hear you?” I shouted.“More” Tushar shouted in with the same pitch. I brought the cane again on his ass with him saying it loud again. I stopped at the fifteenth stroke on his ass. I yelled at him again, “Is this enough?”. He had tears flowing down his cheeks due to the pain. Tushar spoke in a heavy breathing voice of crying, “More Mistress.” I was filled with certain. This is a true sex story.I have friends named Rakesh and Vaibhav from my college. We three are like best buddies in college. We hang out most of the time. Those two are from different cities so they stayed in the college hostel. Those two shared a room together in the hostel.Both Rakesh and Vaibhav are fair looking, both tall and hot looking. Vaibhav had a girlfriend who was from our college itself. Even though Rakesh is a hot guy he wasn’t so good with talking to girls so he didn’t have a GF.