She lifted her sari and her inner skirt and knotted them in her waist exposing her legs and some portion above her thighs. She proceeded to work and I...was looking at her ass swaying. When she was done, she wanted to clean the wash basin where I was shaving. I asked her if I should leave but she asked me to carry on. She injected herself between me and the wash basin and began to rub and wipe the basin. There was now only inches between my penis and her ass separated by my towel and her wet. Suddenly Tiffany had a flow of juice rush down her throat. It tasted so sweet and fruity she had nothing to complain about. It was so pleasant and yummy. Tiffany got upright on her knees and looked on that naked man before her. Jack stood up and pulled Tiffany’s dress off before she had any time to react. His cock was still rock solid and Tiffany continued to eye it up. Jack pulled Tiffany onto her feet and lead her to the kitchen. Jack followed behind Tiffany, spun her round and threw her onto. Pretty soon we were down to just our panties and then she changed the rules,"I dare you to take my panties off" she said softly and smiled at me over her glass, I was drunk enough by then not to care, but when I pulled her sexy little thong down, a gasp of admiration escaped me, she had completely shaved herself down there."Oh" I said in surprise, "That's beautiful Amy" Thank you" I'm waiting for my truth or dare Jackie" she said as I sat there just staring at her pussy, her legs were wide. Our worst fears are happening; Black Water has thrown in the towel early," Amy replied."I will know before the end of the day about the choppers. Who do I need to contact for in-flight refueling, or are we forced to use commercial airline routes?" I asked."McJames can order that, why?" Amy asked."Its 4500 miles from Morton to Bamako Mali across the Atlantic; it will take two in-flight refuelings," I replied."The DOD has the equipment to do just that. They will cross bill the State Department.