“Are you kidding me?” she replied. “In the last three months I’ve sold about $4,000, 000 in real estate and have made a lot of money for mysel.... I’ll pay taxes on it, but I’m now in a respected profession.” “A respected profession of whores?” her friend asked. Cynthia laughed as she pulled a bottle of wine from her climate controlled cabinet. “I don’t know what benefits the other agents offer their clients, but mine always sign on the dotted line.” After she opened the bottle of wine and was. The intense fuck had got him panting, he instantly said yes.I pulled Megha’s hair and made her stand up. She looked really nasty. A fucked pussy glistening due to wetness and cum drops. Her red ass with a sore asshole. Her boobs all sweaty and her nipples hardened like a rock.I grabbed a bottle of water and asked Amar to kneel with his mouth near her crotch. “You will drink whatever trickles down my slut’s body” I ordered him.To my surprise, he knelt without any hesitation. I started pouring. The Capt ran out for a while, then set us up fishing for bait. We were using something called a Greeny Rig which had six little lures on the line. It was a blast.I just flat out enjoyed catching fish; size didn’t really matter. Stosh and I made it a competition as to who could catch more. I ended up losing by 2 when it was over.We then ran out about a mile further to a reef where we’d be fishing. It was a great day as we caught a good number of fish. Most of what we caught were snook, red. In the meantime, help get that plane turned around. We still have another load coming in." Greg said getting up and walking to meet with Mr. Mark Garret."Mr. Garret? My name is Greg Baron. General Greg Baron." Greg said, holding out his hand."What did you say? Over." Asked the voice of Julian Halstead over the radio."It's a government exploration group sir. They say they are exploring parts of the Eastern States.Apparently they are going to head out to the coast and sort of map the area sir.".