’ I answered. ‘No problem I know the exact place to go.’ Vince suggested. As Vince drove me to the market I had time to think about the events... of the past two days. I’d gone from being an unknown waitress working in an unknown little restaurant to hopefully being the main squeeze of the heir apparent for one of New York’s best known families. Many women might hesitate getting involved with a man who runs brothels but the idea actually excited me. I’d have the chance to act as the perfect lady. Mandy couldn't understand why she was turned on by kissing Brianna. She knew she wasn't a lesbian, yet kissing Brianna was arousing.The next thing the friends tried was Chris on top of Brianna. He was surprised when her tongue slipped into his mouth. He loved it and their tongues danced together.Mandy saw what Brianna did. The little harlot was trying to take Chris!Brianna's legs instinctively opened. Chris slipped between her legs. She innately put her hands on his butt. She could feel his. The whoops that went up from the crowd could probably be heard all over the beach and I smiled. I lowered my head to the sand and presented my husband with my ass. He first stuck his dick all the way into my pussy and then pulled it out. Apparently he was unsatisfied with the lubrication because he next inserted his hand back into my pussy, wet it in my juices and then rubbed his cock with his wet hand. A few of our fans came closer to get close up footage. “Hold that light there, I heard. I could make out three or four burly men in suits-- and then, in the middle, there was no mistaking him. It was the President.We watched him shake hands with generals and an assortment of other guests as they filled the room. We heard another airplane landing above us and a couple of the soldiers grinned at each other. That was the "high value target" they'd been expecting. It was almost showtime.The elevator started to descend from the top and we saw a large contingent of guards with automatic.