Some things never change.I checked in with Andy; it had been a while. The French terrorists who were to wear suicide vests or were to be shooters had ...ll been tried and executed.The cells in the security zone now held mostly cartel criminals, drug runners and hit men transferred to the security zone prison by the Mexican government for final termination.Even after all the members of the cartel that had been arrested, killed or executed, they were powerful enough that many Mexican politicians. Granted she wasn’t as good as her mother but there was something about her virgin lips on my cock that really added that certain je ne sais quoi. The mother leaned her head back down and began to lick my shaft of my bell tower while her daughter rung the bell with her lips.“Bon appétit Mademoiselles.” I groaned. The mother smiled up at me. She wore a lovely dress, well lovely in the fact that it showed off a lot of cleavage. I let my mind wonder a bit thinking about the job. I had to hunt down. When the limo rolled towards Sir’s condo, they settled down, and relived the events of the evening. Then Sammi sighed, and said, “Missy, I apologize for cumming. Do I still get my hour with you naked?”Marta looked at the girl fondly and said, “Yes – but not soon! You will learn that when my Lord gives an order, it has to be followed.”She patted the girl’s knee. “Do what he says this week, and I’ll see if I can talk him into another threesome. Okay?”Sammi smiled, then leaned over and kissed. At the same time, Gails nipples stiffened from recalling last nights humiliation catching Judys notice. Ginny piped up that we should play the same game next weekend and give her and Mary an opportunity to win back their lost pride. Judy smirked and said, some things can never be put back in the bottle, but she was up for playing next weekend and looked over to Gail to concur. Gail looked over to Sarah, seemingly seeking approval which was noticed by Judy, who saw Sarah nod in agreement quickly.