We were in the air, headed for Paris, at 10:05 AM.We planned the flight so we flew over Rome. We got permission to descend to 1500 feet. Every camera ...as taking pictures.I was surprised when French air traffic control diverted us to Paris Charles de Gaulle Airport. When we landed, we had a 'follow me' truck lead us to the Terminal 3 hanger. Out on the tarmac seven people were waiting. Mary/Fran's jet was behind them. It was Mom, dad, Mary/Fran, Bob, Neil and Salina. I did not recognize the. “Oh Brute I love you” I shrieked as I again felt that knot growing. “Yes boy, drive it home” I said and grunted as I felt it inside me. He stopped moving and I groaned as I felt his huge cock twitching. “Yes my good boy. Fill your bitch with your seed” I sighed. Again he tried several times to withdraw before he succeeded. This time the cum didn’t ooze it gushed. I turned and sat on the towel. I looked at Brute who was lying in the corner of the room licking his cock. I gasped at the size of. “But just to make sure, let’s say we test it out.” He looked a lot more composed than he had yesterday. Probably due to his success.“Hokage-sama.” He begins, waiting a second before continuing, as if working up the courage. “Hokage-sama, you are my slave.”Tsunade blinked. Then she began to shudder uncontrollably. She dropped to the ground shaking and writhing, screaming out as her brain was re-written by Yumesairu’s jutsu. Neurons and pathways in her brain that had once extolled the virtues of. “Can you and I talk before Jeri comes in here?” she asked and I figured she was about to tell me to leave her girl friend alone.“Sure. Rhonda, isn’t it?” I asked.“You remembered my name?” she smiled and I felt better.“I never forget the name of a pretty girl. If she’s a hard body, her name and her image is burned in my mind forever,” I laughed and she did too.“So, you think I’m a hard body huh? I really try to be and so does Jeri. We both love to exercise and stay in shape. What I wanted to ask.