The Presidential Limousine picked them up at exactly 7:30 P.M. and took them to the Presidential Palace.The Cuban President and his wife greeted them....Senor Wilcox, it is so good of you and your wife to come to Cuba, to help us come into the modern world. When I was in New York, it was so nice to be able to use my cellular telephone to call anyone."Since El Presidente was killed last year, Cuba is being offered all of the investments that your country had kept away from us. Now I am not going. "You have a thing for my arse, don't you?" Well, it's a great ass, isn't it?" She had to admit he had a point.Her hand reached out and clasped Ginny's as both neared orgasm, the two girl’s hands fusing as both girls bucked in pleasure.Harry raised his cum soaked face and smiled winningly, "Forgiven?"The two girls looked at each other and smiled. "Getting there... unh... but not quite," said Hermione.Ginny added, "We'll forgive you when..."Hermione completed the sentence with difficulty as Ron's. John entered the clearing moving with authority. He was dressed in his brown robes, gray cloak, and carrying his walking stick. The light of the walking stick was on. He presented himself as a small figure dominated by the size of the clearing. A wind started to blow causing his cloak to flap.John walked to the northern end of the clearing. Lowering the lit end of the walking stick to the ground, he traced a circle around the entire clearing moving in a clockwise direction. As he walked, the. The alcoholic scent surrounding her aura. He raised his hands in the air, putting them together as to beg, “Oh God, I’m…I’m so sorry! I just, I just, I just couldn’t help myself! You’re soooo sexy and hot and that dress of yours tonight. And I’m sorry, when I was underneath the table, I saw your underwear!” He continued to blubber on, and Carla enjoyed every minute of it. She loved hearing his confession, listening to his young lust for her body. She was drunk, but she didn’t care. While Kenny.