I did not know what to do and started staring at my phone. Luckily she did not see me staring but she knew i was talking to Rhea. So she snatched the ...hone out of my hand as she wanted to know what was going on between me and Rhea. I immediately grabbed her in an attempt to get my phone back but she did not let go. She turned to her side and held the phone near her abdomen.As we both struggled, i was practically spooning her with my hands around her. I could feel her soft luscious boob. I could. “A fake one.” Aaron replied.“Fake? How does that work?” I asked, clearly confused.“It’s a real company, but it’s a shell. Based in another country. They have a US address, but it’s a PO Box. Typical for a business that wants to hide what it’s doing.” Chris replied.“Like what?”Chris shrugged.“Money laundering, drugs. Whatever.” He replied.“Tell him about the phone call.” Aaron said.“What call?” I asked.“A few days after I started poking around, I got a strange phone call. I’m pretty sure that. She lifted her legs and pulled these towards her stomach .Her choot opened up widely I had good space for pushing and pressing her choot. "ohhhhhhhhh....,bahut achhe...chodo saale maa ko...dumbhar kar choooooooodoooooooooooo.teraaaa lund bahut maast hai.....maro dhakka jor se maarooooooooo....eaise hee maarte rahooooooooooo...aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....bussssssssssss sssss.And she became still. I continued and increased my speed and like last night I discharged in her choot. We had. Mom and I knew the secret and we kept it with a smug smile.The steaks were great, as was the entire meal. When the table had been cleared, I asked Mom, "What do you think? We have enough people to play a really good game of cards." Mom told me, "Oh no, you don't. Do what you said you were going to do."I was wearing a pair of khakis that had big cargo pockets, and I went around the table and made both girls pull their chairs out, turn them around, and sit facing away from the table. I knelt down.