"Fuck, yes, Daddy," said Cara. "You feel great, really deep." Ready, hon?" Go!"Jack began to move, pulling back, pushing forward again, his hands on C...ra's hips as he moved, bracing her, bracing himself. Cara had brought him close before her own explosion and he knew it couldn't be long. Soon he began to feel the stirring deep within himself, that slow build of tension, the rising sensitivity of his prick and he gave himself to the moment, his actions speeding, his hips thrusting harder, the. I gave a kiss and press her boobs over her blouse . I again put on my lungi and we went to have Dinner.After dinner she went out some where and come after fifteen min.Me : Where had you goneShanti: had some work .I had by that time started my laptop and was working on it. She finished off the remaining work and started to do beds for us. She got 2 beds ready. One for me and one for her. I continued to do my work and after one hour I also started feeling sleepy so I decided to sleep. I closed my. ” I pulled down her dress and let it drop to her ankles and stepped back, revealing her naked body, smooth, curvy hips, tight toned belly, and below a small snatch of pubic hair, a perfect, cut cock. She was getting hard as I slipped my hand down to stroke her and looked over at him. He looked like he was shaking. “Are you okay, Sir? We already checked and tested, she is disease free and...” I trailed off as I watched him, he looked angry and I couldn’t tell if he was messing with me.“Get on. We walked through the internal maze of hallways until we arrived at the big cafeteria. Inside, sitting at a table in the corner, was our contact we had met in DC, sitting beside the head of the Secret Service, Mark Sullivan.As sure of herself as Wanda is, I think she was flustered to be before this powerful man. He was very cordial and had us sit. We had just sat when coffee mugs were placed before us. There was no cream or sugar on the table, so they knew our preferences too.Our contact said,.