The people and beast in human form sitting in front of him were patriarchs, matriarchs and tribe leaders in no meaningful administrative position, but...in terms of cultivation level, some of them were not inferior to those who sat behind him.As for the faces on the Screens, they belonged to those who could not leave their posts somewhere in New Earth, while the cameras broadcasted the assembly to anywhere with a Screen in New Earth.“Forty one days after the Return To The Soil protocol was. Camelia let out a surprised moan at both the shock of what was happening and the spark of pleasure that coursed through her at being touched so intimately.Portia purred, as she kissed the young model's neck, "Your pussy is wet, my dear."Camelia knew it was and didn't know why. Yet, she protested even though she didn't move, continuing to allow her pussy to be touched outside her damp panties, "Ma'am, please, this is wrong." Your pussy disagrees with you," Portia pointed out, as her finger slid. The engines were firing up as I crossed the the airstrip tarmac and moments after boarding, I was in the air.Such luxury was usually reserved for the company elite and I remember thinking, "I could get used to perks like this, real quick." It was sort of common knowledge among the Junior Execs that anytime one of the Seniors wanted to go anywhere, they could use the company jet at cost. Well, seeing there was a full time crew on standby all the time, the only cost was fuel, landing fees and any. Then suddenly Ann snaked her hand between our bodies, took hold of my cock and a guided between her legs until the tip of it was nuzzling against the lips of her pussy. Then with one smooth movement she slid her body down and my cock slid into her pussy like a warm knife into butter."Oh my God that is so nice…" I muttered and looked up at Ann as she gazed down at me. She grinned at me and said,"I don't suppose you brought any protection with you?" I felt my face drop. It had not occurred to.