Along with her was a little girl of about 6 with Blond hair in pig tails beautiful green eyes definitely her mother's daughter. I asked for her name a...d she replied Suzie. "Really?" I said, "well that's a very pretty name but I think you came a day late for the Job of my assistant" I joked. She giggled saying "No silly it's my mom who is looking for the job I'm too young." "Well yea" I say "you're too late because it's your mom who got the job ahead of you." I looked over at Amy and just. Greenburg finally said. “It’s certainly in line with the other plans you’ve shown us, and it’s certainly in line with your previous explanations.”He went quiet again and turned towards his wife, staring into her eyes as if in search of something. Whatever he was searching for, he must have found, as a few moments later he turned back to us.“We’re in,” he said, with certainty. “As soon as we can meet with your architect, we’ll get the plans for the bank in Las Cruces started. The sooner we can. “So your awake now darling,” she replied. “I was trying to be gentle and wake you slowly with my movements” she added, not looking at me, as her head must have been somewhere near my cock, which was by now springing to life as if on autopilot.“I wanted to make sure you knew last night was not a dream,” she continued, “And you would wake up to the sight of my ass, which I know you adore so much.”As she spoke, she moved her butt towards my head a bit more and almost smothered my face with her. Abshir's cum dripping from her mouth and onto her breasts, and Asad's still on her torso, soaking into her bikini briefs and then saw the six refugees plus Assaad staring at her. Mohammed had unzipped his trousers and was holding his cock, rubbing it as he watched her -If she thought Abshir's cock was big, then Mohammeds was huge. It was so fat it tapered down to the end and was the ugliest cock she had ever seen. “You like black cock!” Mohammed exclaimed, “I bet you’ll like Moroccan cock even.