It was a good job that I’d made sure that my skirt wasn’t between my pussy and the seat. It was still early when I got to Havana so I went to a snack bar and had a coffee before walking over to the domestic airport. The main airport was quite nice, but the domestic airport is a bit of a run-down dump. I wasn’t looking forward to the long wait. I was wandering around looking for somewhere to sit down and wait when I was approached by a security man. He asked me for my passport and travel documents. After he’d looked at them he pointed his gun at me and directed me to an office that had a man, who looked as if he could be a sergeant, working on a PC. The guard who took me there said some thing to the sergeant then left. The sergeant kept me waiting for ages before finally looking up at me. His English wasn’t as good as the guard who had taken me there. He told me that there outdoor was a problem with drug smuggling and that they’d had a tip-off that some drugs would be coming into the country that day. He apologised for interrupting my journey and told me that I must understand blonde that he had to check-out everything unusual and that a beautiful blonde girl, on her own, coming into the country was unusual. He said that he would have to satisfy himself Hardcore that I had no drugs on me. He told me to put my bag on the desk and then told public me that he was sorry, but he’d have to search me. After being scared a bit by the guard pointing his gun at me I was a bit more relaxed with the nice sounding, apologetic sergeant. When he said that he’d have to search me I have to admit that I got a little excited and my nipples went hard. I could feel them pushing my top forward. He got up and walked round to me and told me to put my hands on my head and spread my legs. He then ran his fingers through my hair and then ran his hands all over the rest of me, and I mean all over me. My nipples tingled as he lingered on my breasts, and when he ran his hands up my left leg he stopped dead when he realised that I wasn’t wearing any knickers. He brought his hand up to his face and looked at my pussy juices on the side of his hand for a minute before running his hand up my other leg. This time he lingered at my pussy before putting the palm of his hand on my pubic bone and putting a finger slightly inside me. I shuddered and nearly came but he removed his hand before I did. Next he went to my bag and tipped it out onto the desk. He looked at my passport and then counted the money. Next he picked up the CD and asked me what it was. I told him but he opened it and 2 CDs fell out onto the desk. One has Jon’s company logo on it but the other only had the letter ‘V’ written on it. “What’s on this?” the sergeant asked. I told him that I didn’t know (which was true), and after a few seconds staring at it, he put it in his PC and worked on the keyboard. All of a sudden his eyes opened wider and then he said, “There’s laws about pornography in this country, and you have just broken them.” I hadn’t a clue what he was talking about until he turned the blowjob monitor round so that I could see what he was looking at. It was a video of me on our ‘fucking machine’. For any readers that haven’t read part 6 of my journal, the ‘fucking machine’ is a machine that Jon got someone to build in the back bedroom, or ‘punishment’ room at home. My hands are tied above my head and the machine raises then lowers me onto a dildo over and over again. “Give me my reward, too. Me: Because yesterday was incredible and I Hardcore know that I outdoor will try to make it happen again. “Yes, you are a passionate one, aren't you? It was the car with the 2 young men it that had passed by a couple of minutes previously. I heard my mother say, damn it almost sounded like she was desperate. His hands worked up my left leg and I moaned as he lightly touched my pussy before starting on my right leg. It had blowjob only gone about a half an inch, but the effect was amazing. “You make me so hard... I became interested in the difference between a boy and a girl's sexual organs. “I can agree to these terms, but I must offer a contingency.” "Mom, why are you not wearing any clothes" After a couple of drinks Jon went onto soft drinks but Vicky and me stayed on the white wine. I bite my lips as I tightens my legs. My legs are spread to expose my ass and pussy and tied so I cannot move “You need something, Petra?” I asked, not concealing the smile growing on my face. Following behind, Tori turned her head to with a shocked look on her face. I put Betty’s collar on we signed the contract. We ran through the sprinkler on every hot day then went back to the den. We appeared to have fucked each other literally senseless, and had upon our orgasms, fallen unconscious in this loving embrace. Brie fought back for control of herself and turned around and blonde sat down, bare-ass on the wooden bench. Having a dick was so annoying. This didn’t feel like girl pussy. “Fuck me, big boy” she whispered and partially released me from her grip, just enough so public I could move again. It was time for the champagne, here comes Carl with the drinks, I get one, and it turns J is going to get it fed to her by Jessy and Carl. "Um...would you believe I read it in a book?" Sue had been around long enough not to fall for such a simple trap.