Bye, sweetie! Mmmmuuuaaah!”and she cut the phone. It was strange. My mom and even my sister always asked me to pick them when their work is over or ...t least send a car. But today why didn’t they ask me to pick them up? What was with these women? Many questions had me perplexed.So I reached home and to my surprise the door was open! WTF! I called Preeti and asked that were they home? But she said No! We are still in the mall having some coffee. We will be back in 30 mins.I was confused. Who the. She was 18 and able to make her own decisions. I had never felt more loved, or loved someone as much as I loved her. We were meant to be together.Heather moaned lightly as she napped against my chest. I held her in my arm as I marveled at her young hot body. Naked and snuggling against her father. I reached my hand to her head and stroked my fingers through her long dark hair. She opened her eyes and stared into mine as our thoughts of love flooded through us.“How do you feel, heather?”“I feel. He made her cum twice, once with his mouth and the second time when he was fucking her doggie style. Stacy proved to be insatiable and Tara was sure the entire night passed without Stacy either sucking cock or eating pussy. She stopped day dreaming and once again looked around. The crowd was thinning out and what she was looking for wasn’t on display. Part of the whole reason they came to Jamaica was to experience more and varied partners. Both she and Mark wanted more interracial sex but. Staff meeting when I return."I was shown to a well-appointed conference room and served coffee. I'd been there before, and got comfortable. After a few minutes General Ali walked in, followed by the Caliphate's most senior soldier, the Emir Mohammed Mubarak. Mubarak had jumped to the head of the class several years before when he had somehow talked the US into selling the Caliphate their most advanced missile and laser air defense system."Emir!" I jumped up and saluted him.He waved at me. "Sit.