You can speak Swahili to me and I will understand. I have a translator as well." It is strange hearing two voices." You'll get used to it," the Lieute...ant told her. "Once your English catches up you won't need it any more."Ajabu remembered her purpose here. "Where do I volunteer?" she asked again."Here and now," Daiva told the tall recruit. The AI had already indicated that Ajabu had tested as a sponsor and was acceptable for extraction. She paused and formally asked, "Do you, Ajabu Adobora,. Yes, a half a beer each. Oh, OK. Let me know when you have a better idea, will see you in a couple of days.”I told them that my dad laughed when I told him two beers total. I think they were a little surprised when I actually told him that, and I told them he would realize that there were some missing. My dad’s alcohol policy had always been I can have a beer if I wanted, so long as it was only occasionally. And no more than two in a single day. And no beer to friends.“But he just told me that. I held both her legs and lifted her up as the angle was little too difficult with her being shorter than me. And then the stroking was easy. It was flowing in and out. We didn’t even wear condoms. I was thrusting in and she was moaning. She held my hair and pulled it back. It was painful for me, but it was all in the moment.She was humping up and down and her boobs bouncing with my strokes. He moved in and bit my lips again. No bleeds this time. And then I cum. I cum inside her. I couldn’t. An African-American female with huge breasts opened the door and told them to enter. As the entered they saw a gorgeous female standing in the middle of the small room wearing a black leather cat suit, black boots and a whip hanging from her belt. She told them to knee in front of the bag on the floor that had their name on it. ?I am Mistress Racheal and this (pointing to the woman that opened the door) is my slave and assistant Jasmine, who you will address as Ms Jasmine?, Racheal told them..