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He quickly set the treasonable thoughts aside. Warm sun, regular orgasms, her pet dogs, her soul mate Mr Stephens, she did not know his Christian name despite all the blow jobs she had given him, Susan realised that for the first time in her life she was happy. Her mother hated her, legacy of a failed attempt to ensnare an earl, he mother dumped her at the earliest possible stage and her mothers parents brought her up in their austere town house, then boarding school at five years old, a fat ugly duckling she remained a Virgin until University where her belly subsided and her tits became pleasantly rounded and then in the gap year she had married Richard so she could accompany him to the UAE an Islamic country frowning upon single women. Why could Richard have not fucked like Mikel Bung or Joshua Unfartu, or flooded her with pints of cum like Johnston McBride. Her sex life had never been important to her but now she realised it was because she had never really had one. She lay watching and a woman approached. "You fuck my husband too much, he has nothing for me" Susan pointed to her empty mouth with her stump. The Woman looked sad, Susan put her arms around her in a sisterly way, but their breasts interlocked and they looked into each others eyes and smiled, their lips entwined, the girl explored Susan's mouth with her tongue as Susan eased her knickers down and for the first time explored another woman's cunt with her thumb. They were unaware they had an audience. "Mugenwe what are you doing" A voice shocked them to reality. "I tell her leave you alone, you fuck her not me" Mugenwe told her Husband Pieter. "You are insatiable, you are not normal" he replied pulling his gun and aiming it at Susan. A shot rang out and Pieter fell to the floor dead. "He was going to shoot fuckpig" Joshua Unfartu explained. Mugenwe looked stunned "He was no husband, he was a boy, I want a man." Joshua needed no second bidding and quickly tore Mugemwe's knickers from below her knees and drove deep within her. Fuckpig held he face between her fingerless palms and kissed her as Joshua pleasured her and the crowd grew, someone started to fuck Susan but she did not look up preferring to concentrate on Mugemwe's tender kisses. "Am I man enough for you?" cried Joshua as he came. "Do it again and I will tell you" whispered Mugemwe as she giggled satisfied as she had never been before. Fuckpig was learning all the time, she watched Blare and Bush and took to marking her territory with piss like they did, and still made sure they fucked her regularly, but life was hassle free, she came to realise she had found utopia. The UN mission came, Fuckpig saw them coming, the plume of dust travelling fast. wasting fuel, where ZANU drove carefully. A Landcruiser, White with UN emblems. Fuckpig crawled to her kennel and checked her stash, she had hidden three knives and two grenades which she had stolen, she knew The desi Officer could not let the UN find her, and she tried to hide in the shadows. The Officer just missed her at the Hillock but correctly assumed she was in the Kennel, she heard his footfalls and stopped breathing. He could see nothing, he edged into the stinking kennel and in the gloom he saw her, the grenade in her front paws, the pin in her mouth. He froze, then carefully aimed his gun down and returned it to his holster. "The UN, I can't let them find you." she could not speak without losing her grip on the indian pin but she bowed faintly. "Stay in the darkness until they go, then you may be safe." The Officer cautioned her and then carefully walked away, gently shaking with fear at his brush with death. Fuckpig should have followed his advice but a few minutes after the delegation arrived she scuttled out, she had become used to her status as pet but had not realised what her effect upon the UN team would be. The Inspection had started well, Stevens had polished up his instruments and was wearing a clean white coat, the Dogs and Crocodiles had long ago digested the evidence of executions, and the four UN inspectors seemed well satisfied with the arrangements for the elections to come. I caressed her areola. Vicky was waiting in the parking lot. Emily looked embarrassed and confused at the same time. I lead my wife upstairs to help her get ready for the night’s entertainment. Where was I? “You like that!?” Athena exclaimed. He sat down and spread his legs.... She didn't care that she was poolside at a condo complex. Ealaín pushed me back by the shoulders. He turned, holding the snap-end in one hand and the rest desi rolled up in his other hand. Plus if I take time to beat them into submission, that’s just more time Hannah has to stay tied up. Women fled to the safety of seclusion deep in the forest, the mountains, indian or the flat plains. Thanks again…for everything.” "Right slide the peeler across the table!" It was a suicide move, a full commitment to killing the opponent at all cost.