Calista and Kristal hunted through the shelves of books until they located a world atlas. "Here we go," said Calista. "Atlas of the World. It's ov...r ten years old." She opened the book to a page that detailed their general location. "All right here's the Island group that's called the Bahamas, which is where we're at," said Rhiannon. "Just where do your instruments indicate that the readings they're picking up are coming from?" "We're on the northernmost island, right here," said. I sent a text to Ben, “Has your phone had a security scan in the last few days?”“No; why?” he responded.“I will tell you tomorrow; use your backup for critical communications until it is scanned,” I replied.Robert handed me my JBG phone back after being scanned. I turned off my State Department phone and pulled the battery then located the backup and turned it on. I sent the same text to Frank and Eric.The FBI scanned all these White House phones. I wondered if Patel had placed a snooping. She was leaning against the far door with her legs stretched across the seat. They were nice legs, long and firm without being too muscular. Her loose running shorts gave me a good view all the way to her white panties. I tired not to stare and continued my gaze up her body with only the briefest pause at her bosom. It took all of my will to pull away from those wonderful globes made even more appealing by her wet T-shirt. When I reached her face I saw for the first time that she. “Brother!” she moaned. “Your cock. Gods, your cock!”“Mmm, make that sister purr!” groaned Lavhi. Her hands grabbed her big boobs. She squealed them.“Yes, yes, make Lasla cum!” Pyrriah moaned, her own lusts simmering.“I’m going to!” Lasla moaned. “I love cumming on your cock, brother. I love it so much. Yes, yes, keep ramming into me!”I buried to the hilt in her. I fucked her hard and fast. She gasped and moaned. Then her cunt convulsed around me. Her orgasm burst through her. Hot juices.