Adam now saw the stunning girl...whose name he didn’t even know... put on a pair of skimpy cummed stained panties over her still dripping coochie......iss him on the cheek...and run back upstairs.Fallon hastily got her bra on. Slipped over the dress she had worn yesterday because it was still out. Grabbed a pair of heels and bounded down the stairs.Yeah it was her mum. Nicely delayed by Ben going through the new security updates.Still it was time to get to music practice. Fallon was ready to. She stood up and walked over to the bed. She lay down on it next to Amna, her long thin legs stretched out beyond Amna’s and her satin supported breasts pressed against Amna’s back. “You poor sweetheart!” She continued running her manicured nails along Amna’s spine. She then, with a touch of boldness, put her hand between Amna’s legs and brushed her pubic hairs. Amna made no response. She looked towards the poster of Susan, a penis deep inside her cunt and another probing at an angle into her. ” Adam reached up and pulled her hair back hard. “Yes what?” “Yes Sir.” Adam walked up behind her. He took his hard cock in his hand and rubbed it up and down her waiting slit. Megan let out a moan that sounded like music to his ears. Once the head of his cock was coated with her juice, he began to slowly slide into her. “Is this what you want Pet?” “Yes sir.” He pumped in and out of her a couple of times until he knew his whole cock was coated in her juice and then pulled out. Megan looked. It was bullshit but the General's men had no way to know that."General remember the ambassador's warning. This can easily be ended, we can move the party to our hotel," the exec suggested.As we had planned, Alice and I slipped Jeremy our cell phones. One less thing to fall into the cops hands. We had the bugs in the room so there was no need for the phones to call for help.The General rode in the back of the limo with Alicia and I. The Exec rode in the front with the driver but he kept an eye.