Andi scooted up next to Tara and kissed her deeply, sharing her cum.The kiss lingered as Tara took one of Andi’s hardened nipples between her thumb ...nd forefinger. She rolled it around for a moment or two before adding just the slightest pressure.“Oh, fuck! That feels so good, Tara!” Andi moaned.Tara wanted desperately to get between Andi’s legs and feast on her. But she wanted to tease her a little first. She continued stimulating Andi’s nipple with her fingers while she took the other in her. She explained to the waiter how the soup was to be served to the judges. The soup was to be ladled into the bowl and the judges were to be asked if they wanted sour cream put on the top. Fresh flowers that helped the dish remain true to the luncheon scheme surrounded the bowls.Once the Judges had satisfied themselves with the soup, the plates with the turkey wraps were to be served. She showed him how to set the turkey wrap upright supported by the cucumber stand in the center of the plate. The. " Blowjob?" Yes." Okay. Bend over and touch your toes. Let me get a better look at you fake booty."Rachel did so. Isaac began to spank her asscheeks, and gripped them tightly. He heard moans escape Rachel's lips."Yeah, you like that? You're a horny slut, aren't you?" Mmmm, y-yeah."she moaned. "I'm a horny, mmmmm, slut."Isaac grinned. "Listen well, Rachel. Every time I come home, you will strip naked and offer me sex. You find nothing odd about it, and will believe we have done that for years.. Every time I came back from India I had to pick up my luggage and let the Customs people paw through my clothes. And equipment. And souvenirs. Off to one side of the Customs area there was a similar area for everyone who didn’t carry a US passport.I waved my hand at the girls and said ‘Come’, whistling ‘Immigration Man’ by the Beatles. No, they did ‘Tax Man’. I couldn’t remember who did ‘Immigration Man’. “Look at the world outside and let me in!”The girls both spoke perfect English. Anyone.