Once inside, the bags are dropped and again we are kissing and holding each other tight. My hands roam over her back, hers through my hair. Kisses bec...me more urgent and caresses firmer and more adventurous. As her tongue threatens to take over my mouth, my hands grip the cheeks of her arse and she thrusts towards me. Sliding my hands lower I reach the hem of her dress and start the journey upwards again, this time on warm soft, smooth flesh. As I reach and squeeze her bare cheeks I hear her. She, and Mai Shiranui had stumbled upon the vicious schemer who was behind all this cloning and projects aimed at creating super soldiers.They had Mai pinned on the helipad, apparently, as evident from her gasps. She had taken out the guard on the helipad, but was pinned, now. In such a situation, Momiji had to react. Readying her naginata, she charged out from behind a corner, dashing into the guards.There was panic, blood and screams. Soon, Mai had joined in, now free from suppressive fire.. He looked at them with a playful glint in his eye. It was another abnormally blistering hot day. “It’s for charity John. Think of the children at the Kuta orphanage.” Oka put on his persuasive hotelier’s face. The hotel was five stars and had been renovated and turned into a sophisticated adults only resort. “There will be two rounds. The first group will be starting soon so you and your wife can join the second group.” Normally John would have passed and just donated some money. He’d been. But, suffice it to say, Megan did come over, and though it seemed like a dream as I waited for her at my back door, the dream became real very fast.It may sound crazy, but the moment Megan walked in through my back door, and the second she did, we kissed passionately, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world to do, and though I was very well aware that she was white, and I was black, none of that seemed to impede our lustful encounter in the least! Though young, it became obvious that.