As with just about all Filipinas her hair is straight and black. Her black eyes are both big and expressive. Physically she is a little slip of a thin....She had told me before I travelled to the Philippines that she is afraid I will not be there to meet her at the airport. She is happy to see me and as soon as she clears the rope barrier, she is on my arm, much as Ganda had been.As reserved as Ganda is, Drama is the opposite. Constantly talking, asking, and commenting. She is most interested in. I also knew my son had to be close. I could feel it in my back, then like a lightning bolt it shot through my body until I exploded in an orgasm. My pussy tightened around his cock as I took him deep inside me. Im cumming! Dont stop! I screamed while at the same time feeling him shoot his hot cum inside me. Even knowing what could happen I could not stop myself from keeping him in me until I was done. I slowly slid my sons cock from my pussy until it popped out completely, with a trickle of. After next turning on the TV, he then walked upstairs.The policeman had a set routine when working the 4 p.m. to midnight shift so that he did not disturb his family when he got home. He had a robe hanging in wait in the bathroom, where he would strip down to his shorts, put it on and go back downstairs. Then he would have a few drinks and watch TV.On this night, there was a slight twist to his routine. For the past two hours, ever since the interrogation ended, he had been thinking about this.. A beautiful well-kempt city of palpable staid age, cobbled streets clean and tidy, high walls on all sides, a glimpse of a lush courtyard through a high wide arch, narrowing and blocked by the thick massive wooden door. Very few people about, and either unobtrusively scurrying along on their business, or carried in palanquins ringed about with armed guards. "Way for the Pah of Poobah" cried the captain of the guard of one such group. "No, way for the High Priest of Snookum" cried the Head.