For the next 3 days Francis was in clouds. Every night he wanted to masturbate but saved it fantasizing about the things going his way. Finally, Satur...ay came. Francis was slightly nervous, he put on his nicest sports jacket and the slacks; he wore on worthy affairs once or twice. What a pity, he did not have a tie but hoped that Noor shall not mind.He rang her doorbell and his mouth fell open. She looked really awesome in the sexiest long dress. It was cut about an inch or two above her knees. And control is what they wanted. Control over the world’s financial system, control over all fuels, control over the food supply, control over all housing with the UN deciding who would live in your house with you to end the world’s poverty and homelessness.They thought they deserved a massive UN tax on the world’s workers to control and give away to poor and developing nations, along with lining their pockets along the way and living lavish lifestyles in NYC and secret bank accounts.They had. Her breasts were high and proud, and the only silhouettes he saw now were the two large circles of her nipples. How had she removed her bra in the last five minutes? She had been behind him and Dale when they moved from the living room to the dining room, but it hadn’t been long at all.“You like?” Sara asked with a giggle.Wayne was frozen for a moment, wondering if he had misjudged the family, and they were all nudists, and Sara was just easing him in to it. He had almost started to say. “You wanted to play in the big leagues,” commented her husband. “You got to play by the big-league rules. Pop that top, honey,” said Rick.“Shit, Tricia, they all saw you when you lost your swimsuit at Ocean City anyway!” said Tammy. She undid her clasp and peeled off her bra, followed by Ronnie. Tricia grumbled and took hers off as well.The guys stared at the three sets of well-formed breasts staring back at them and started whistling and applauding. Rick and Tom peeled off their tee-shirts and.