She slowly stepped out of his room, leaving her clothes behind. The two orange-clad women were waiting outside. Pia fought back tears. "I never asked ...about the toilet," she said. At the bottom of the stairs, one of the women opened a door. Inside there was a toilet, a hole in the ground. Pia squatted and peed. After she finished she was led back to her room. No one else saw her on the shameful walk back but this was just the beginning of her humiliation and suffering. She cried all day, softly.. Television and internet sites can’t show it often enough, and it’s all anyone is talking about. I spoke to Kate last night and she said that it’s crazy back home. Americans are totally pissed that anyone would try to kill our President and Queen. Steve’s quick thinking and actions are being compared to his battle with The Butcher all those years ago. The word Warrior is used more than Steve’s name on the internet. They’re synonymous now, but Warrior seems to be preferred at the moment.“A few. I then grabbed her head again and placed my dick against her lips. She resisted at first but gave in to the pressure and horniness inside her. She opened her mouth and took all my six inches without blinking. She moaned around my cock and sealed her lips on it. She then started bobbing her head up and down with amazzing speed. Almost everytime she took it all. I felt glorious and an orgasm drew near. I finally grabbed her head and held her down so my cum spurted down her throat. She tried to. She had this way of going all the way down to the root. Then as she slooowly let it out she would hold just the head in her mouth and she would munch! Then she'd run her tongue around the head and slide back down. Down and up. Munch. Tongue. Down... She could do this for hours, varying slightly so I didn't get used to it or tired of her rhythm, or even expectant of it! She always held my attention. What was she going to do next?! Oh, how I loved the munch part! The slide down and then.