“Ladies and gentlemen,” Mrs. Coffee sudenly announced from the other side of the room, “the birthday girl!”Amanda entered to a round of applau...e with a nervous, almost terrified expression. Her mother shepherded her to the middle of the room, which had gone entirely silent.“It’s time for the birthday spanking!” She was interrupted by another round of applause, but gestured for silence. “I’m so glad that you could all join us to celebrate Mandy’s sixteenth birthday, but there are so many of us. Her stomach was perfectly flat and led to a moderately developed blond bush, that was neither too dense nor too wiry. It was a blond downy patch, that as expected only grew to the width of her bikini bottom, about 4 inches, and never needed trimming. Unlike some of the girls in her physical education classes who were burdened with thick, unruly bushes that spread onto their thighs and required trimming almost weekly, CeeCee's bush looked soft and inviting.The only problem with all of this was. It was less than 7,000 miles. I decided that my first stop was going to be in Beijing. May as well cut the strings before destroying the puppet.I landed on the roof of a statue just west of where the central Communist government met. It was in the middle of a huge square, with people walking all over the place, on all sides of the monument. I listened to them talk, making sure I could understand them. That would have caused a problem if I’d had to speak a different language, but I was good. I. The sound of the bed squeeking and banging against the wall and Eni moaning atop Keith’s cock could be heard downstairs, outside and next door, much to the amusement of Keith’s friends.Weeks past and Eni and Keith continued where they left off that night. The two had fucked since almost constantly. The two were, as Eni promised, like two bunnies. Eni had moved into the room with Keith running away from home. Eni mostly rode Keith, delighting him with the sight of her Muslim boobs.