Interrogating her about each one until he was satisfied they had never touched her. She was sitting on her bed, watching him look through her room. He...looked at her. "You are beautiful. You are mine, don't ever forget that." Seeing her blush he walked to her, cupping her face in his hands, "there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you, Jasmine I am the jealous type...make no mistake." Rummaging briefly through her closet; "Wear this tomorrow. I'll be here at 7". And he walked out of the house.She. After drying as best they could, the girls squatted down, huddled together for warmth, and listened to the radio. The early reports of deaths and damage were coming in. Manila, a city of fifteen million people, containing one in five of the Philippines population, had taken a direct hit. There had been a brief respite of about an hour as the eye of the cyclone passed across the city, then the battering had resumed. The radio reported that the whole of the Island of Luzon was in brownout, the. She was wearing some micro-mini workout shorts, and a sports bra that looked a size to small. Her massive milk melons were bunched up inside the tight spandex top creating an enormous valley of cleavage. Across the front of her spandex covered tits were the words "Just Do It", but the J and the T were really being stretched out disproportionately, due to them being the two letters that had to cover the bulk of her oversized boob boulders. Her trim tummy was sleek and beginning to show the feint. After about a minute I could feel him getting hared and breathing heavier. Then he came. It wasn't a huge amount but he loved it as I kept sucking after he'd done. I then spat it out and we did our trousers up and moved on. As I walked further into there I could see lots of guys walking slower and making eye contact. A few of them would say what they wanted as you walked past. A few guys were looking for a fuck and a few wanted head, like I did. Also, if you looked hard enough you could see.