"Yes, you two can go," she answered before he could even ask. "Are you spending the day?" I think so," I answered. "Mom is letting me take a couple of...packages of hot dogs, and I'm stopping at the store to get buns." Amy, I'll give you some money and you can get some chips or something at the store to take with you." Mrs. Cort offered."Great, thanks Mom, can I grab a jar of relish from the cellar too?" Amelia asked. Only her mother called her Amy. She hated it and preferred Amelia. 'Amy is too. That's a good idea. It's very tiring driving. I have never been on a private jet. Is it good?”Jill replied, “It’s wonderful. You arrive at the Airport, and you are in the air five minutes later. My grandfather set it up. In the early days, our biggest customers were the Champagne Houses. They've so much money. They would fly their clients into Reims Airport. You will enjoy it.”Jill went down on Paul’s hard cock. She sucked him for a while as Paul fingered her pussy. Jill then squatted over him. But it did look like most of the cocks I was watching and those white girls were absorbing them into their pussies and asses and throats. The training vids continued to be played. I hated the pause between the vids. I wanted to see more black cocks. The black man then started telling me how to present myself to black men upon my husbands command. I was to be shaved smooth at all times. Heavy make up would be applied. Very bright red shiny lipstick at all times. Always in hose and heels. Always. Marla said, "Our clothes are wet. We are dripping all over. We can't go in the house like this either." "Okay" replied her son. He turned off the water and stood and before she knew it, he had pulled off her shorts. Her tiny panties came off with the shorts and somehow her little top was also gone. "It's dark and no one could see us. Anyway we're family." David quipped. The sun had gone down during the massage but there was just enough light to see the tan lines on the curves of her breasts.