“Yes, I saw that,” Zaria finally says.“And?” Yesenia asks, raising her eyebrows up at the girl. “Come on! The party is winding down. It’s ...ime to connect. I’m going to bed now.” She giggles. “Bring the car or leave it. We can always get it in the morning. Just remember, if you’re going to get laid, do it at home. And nobody’s dick goes in you unless it’s covered.”“Yes, Mommy,” Zaria says sarcastically.And with that, Yesenia gets up and her date’s arm comes around her waist. After they have. The dress was long sleeved and hung to the ground. Her hair was covered with a beautiful green silk scarf, and she wore just enough makeup to make her eyes look huge and mysterious. She looked fantastic, and Johnny told her so.She acknowledged the compliment with a smile and said, “I dress in the traditional way when I’m in public to avoid trouble with Muslim men.”Johnny nodded his understanding; while in Afghanistan he was witness to just how hostile some Muslim men could be toward women they. Even if we end up in Kansas, you should know them,” I replied.“Why would we go to Kansas?”Marilyn could be a bit literal at times. “I’m just saying, no matter where we end up, you should meet them.”She nodded. “Given any more thought to what you want to do?”“No. Maybe after we talk to the brain trust I’ll have an idea. It’s not like I’m under any pressure. Even at a ten percent return on my investments, which would be low, I’ll be making at least $3 or $4 million a year. Probably more - there. She could see Nick there; she concentrated on his hard cock encased in her delicate panties. She could see it pulsing as he ejaculated into her panties. At that moment she could feel his cum between her wet lips and she couldn’t take it anymore. Her body tensed and her legs stiffened, her orgasm overtook her and she saturated her already cummy panties even more.As the aftershocks of her intense climax coursed through her body, Jaclyn let out little moans and grunts and squeaks that she couldn’t.