After what seemed like an eternity, I noticed the engines changed pitch, and could feel the aircraft slowly descending. The pilot came on again, sayin...g, "We are now on final approach to Havana. Please fasten your seatbelts".After a smooth landing, he said, "Welcome to Jose Marti International Airport, in Havana, Cuba. The local temperature is 22 degrees — Centigrade. That's 72 on our Fahrenheit scale. Thank you for flying American Airlines".That provoked a few laughs and groans. We taxied to a. Somehow she managed again to move forward. ‘Do you hear me?! I will fucking kill you!’ That Man was smiling again, his bright blue eyes positively dancing with delight. ‘I’m thinking of them right now. Of little Lance who’ll grow into a man, well more of a monster really. He’ll be able to kill anything, gods, angels, demons anything. Maybe even me and of Raina. She turns out to be such a whore. Can’t keep her legs shut for anything and I mean anything.’ That man placed his hands behind his back. “I’m coming you stud lover! Do that voodoo that you do so well!”Three waves of pleasurable warmth swept over her body. Max didn’t miss a beat. Keeping up his ministrations while Shelia enjoyed her orgasmic experience. She pulled his head to hers, enfolding his neck as his arms encircled her. They enjoyed a romantic bout of kissing.“That was awesome, Max.”“You’re welcome, I enjoyed it as well.”“Now for you,” as she rolled them over, placing herself on top. Her hand reaching down between his legs. She slid it in an inch or two, feeling Tiffany's flesh stiffen. Then she moved it in and out, fucking Tiffany with it, loosening her asshole, which would have to take so much more in only seconds."Ummgnghhiiee!" Tiffany wailed, again looking desperately back over her shoulder, her body writhing and quivering.Ignoring her, Laura slipped her other finger in with the first. By now Tiffany's tight asshole was well-greased and it opened fairly easily to accommodate the extra finger. Laura fucked her.