Over coffee I was filled in on the present day Nigeria’s problems and its problems with its neighbors. Then there was the growing problems with Boko...Haram. I had gained a lot of knowledge about the area.I learned even more about the relationship with China and its foreign aid package to Nigeria. As usual with China, it was a leveraged package. China - with nearly slave rates for Chinese labor - but billed at western rates would do infrastructure improvements in exchange for raw materials.As. I had to, I felt addicted. Part of me began to wish that I had asked you to plant a video recorder instead of a voice recorder.'' she said as she took another step towards me. She was almost nose to nose with me now, her school skirt fluttered in the wind and her hair billowed with it. ''I knew that today Mom would be at yoga and Dad at work, so I went home before coming to school. I listened to everything through my earphones, I've been sat here in the blinspot since school started listening. But this was the first time she had ever seen her mother in a state of arousal. Her cheeks were flushed and her hand had found its way between her legs. Then again Katie though to herself, if she hadn't had to drive her hand might be between her own legs.All the way back to the house they talked about the guy at the restaurant and what they'd like to do with him. It was all in fun, of course, but Katie found it exciting too. She found the heat between her legs spreading outward. It had been. I looked at her cunt, the whispy dark hair, her moist pink pussy lips, her pussy was opened enough for me to see inside a little. My dick was hurt real bad now. Granny was laying right there also doing the same for Joe. I could granny's wet pussy too. I could smell both womens pussy. I watched as Joe pushed his finger into granny's pussy, then another and another and started to work them in and out. I did the same to Maggie, three fingers in and out. Maggie reached down and moved her hand.