“Or almost here. Oh my God I slept so much, holy crap. I slept pretty much the entire flight huh?” “Uh yeah,” Samantha replied, shooting her...friend a playful look of annoyance. “Thanks for keeping me company, I wasn’t bored or anything.” “Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you when we land,” Malia promised. “I’ve got so much energy now. I can shop for the next ten hours straight.” In thirty minutes the two girls were off the plane and officially on Dubai soil. Once they finished grabbing. I sucked on that nipple a little then moved over to her other tit and did the same to that one. I was loving kissing and sucking her tits and could have gone on forever but she had other ideas. She pulled my mouth off her tit and kissed me then said, " I want to see that big dick of yours baby. I want to taste it so bad." She kissed my chest as she moved down my body. When she got to my pants she slowly undid my belt and pants and let them drop to the floor. I stepped out of them and she moved. Jeffrey stood behind her held his arm out and slapped her hard on her butt. I could see the excitement in his eyes as he kept slapping her round ass with his hand. After about 10 strokes Jess’s ass had begun to take a slight pink colour. Jeffrey took off his his belt and folded it then started whipping Jesses ass fast and hard with it. Her ass turned red with marks from the beating and Jess started squirming a little and made some faint crying noises. After a while Jeffrey dropped the belt,. On weekdays the “workshop” started at 8.30 a.m. In the morning and gave over at 1.00 p.m. I had the rest of the day and weekends to myself. The atmosphere in the hotel was very informal and friendly. It was nothing like what one reads about the British being “reserved and formal.” In no time, the family and I were on first name basis. For the first two days, I bore the brunt of the twins masquerade and pranks. I also noticed that the family could tell them apart quite easily. One evening I.