Margrethe had chosen to wear a chiffon skirt that covered her bottom, but which was completely open at the front, magnetically drawing men's eyes to h...er pussy, which was exactly what she intended.Over dinner Anne and George learned more about their new friends. It turned out that Jan was a Consultant Cardiologist in a major hospital in Utrecht, and Margrethe was an anaesthetist working in the same hospital. They had met when they were at Medical School, and had been married for 10 years,. One day my mom hosted a party, a dinner party and even Lisa was invited, she was the only guest who came four hours earlier to help mom out. After sometime my mom realized that some items were missing and she had to go all the way to the supermarket because the local store near our house was closed, it was a 10 – 15 minutes drive to the supermarket so in total she would take atleast 30 minutes. My mom left and told me “Lisa will be here so help her out if she needs anything okay” I simply. Oh well, might as well make the most of it, he thought."You say you're lonely, Akbar?" Mick asked, as he forced himself tosmile. "You don't have to be, you know. You ought to come out of thisrathole without a bomb sometime and see what you're missing."Mick smiled even wider and Sali started pacing twice as fast as before.He has obviously given up a lot for his cause, Mick thought, maybe evena fanatic like him can have second thoughts. Mick started licking hislips with his tongue as seductively. But it felt so fucking good, so fucking dirty. Her heart was pounding in her chest, afraid that they might get caught, but that only added to the excitement she felt, and every time he called her a whore, it just made it hotter. “That’s right,” he whispered. “Rub that cunt. Does that feel good? Do your fingers feel good in you?” “Yes…” she moaned softly “Watch the screen- watch her cum.” The girl on the screen’s face was contorted in agony as she begged her torturer to stop, and then her.