“What was left of the Prince’s plane was found in Mexico today,” Ben-David said.“Yes, I saw that report. The Prince was dealing with the carte...; we already knew that and so was his arms dealer. It looks to me like ISIS and the cartel turned on him for something. Blackmail, maybe blood money? Both are heavy into that business. Did ISIS just send the Kingdom a message to keep sending money or else?” I asked.“BJ, you are throwing a good smoke screen; it may work with others. You expect me to. Moving past him, he called to her. ‘I think it may be safer to wear these when walking in sludge.’ As he held up the sandals the girl turned and realized they weren’t on her feet where they should be. It’s funny how things turn out when you are under the influence of a good bit of rum. She reached out for them and as if on cue stumbled. However, not into the heroes arms but nearly on her face as Grant quickly leapt to grab her arm. ‘Okay darlin’, let me help you with these and then let’s find. Oh, yes. Oh, fuck. Oh, you love that pussy. My pussy taste good. Fucking love it when you eat it. Ooooooooooh! Aaaaaaaaaah! Love that tongue. Please keep that tongue in my pussy. Ooh. Ooh. Ooh. Yeeeeeeeeesssss. Oh, shit. Oh, fucking shit. Aaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaah!" By the evening we were on the floor with Cynthia cumming on the carpet. She was sucking my cock for the forth time or was it fifth. Either way she sucked on it and I. I used her pussy juice to lube up another finger which I worked into her asshole. I soon had her gasping around my cock. She came in a series of building orgasms, each bigger than the next. She finally begged me to stop and rolled off of me. "Holy shit Paula, you are a lucky girl." My turn?" asked AnitaPaula just nodded and smiled. Anita sat on my face and I began to eat her as I did Jules, but she was facing the other way and I did not have easy access to her ass. She did not come as quickly.