"Oh, shit!", breathed Dave."No, Daddy!", Julie giggled, and dropped her small hand to his zipper. "That's not shit!.... That's pussy.... that's hot, j...uicy cunt.... and it's all yours!" Julie opened her father's bulging pants and pulled out his long, thick cock."Jesus, baby! You can't wait, can you?", marvelled Dave, as his eager young daughter jerked her fist up and down on his prick.Julie moved between her father's thighs until she could rub the tip of his cock along the deep groove of her. Chanah, Sheffie, and Michal had made extensive modifications to my I.D. card during our short stay at Dakar. I assumed all the Australian programmers were logged into our private web. Finally and just as importantly, I had convinced the head monk Commander Mukhtar to send live holographic video of this ceremony to the world. As I had hoped, he was delighted by the idea. The ceremony is an act of subservience by the Cunif Califar to the Code of Bel'dar, and the monk thought that a live. Despite being a woman, she wanted to have her own adventures."May we visit the souk before we leave?" asked Patty. "There was a vase I wanted to purchase." Actually, we can walk to the air field through the Khan el-Khalili. It would be good to stretch our legs before the flight," said Jane, standing up from the table. "And you know Patty, that those vases are just knock offs for the tourists." Aye, but me ma and da don't know that," said Patty with a smile. "I'm the only O'Toole to leave. Rigal seemed to be deep in thought before he turned to me, “Almost any other I’d say yes. That slimy bastard I can’t be that sure of. The fact that you took out his arm pushed your point more in our favor. As for the rest it’s really hard to say. You know he’s going to try and contact me soon.”“Yes, I’ve thought of that. Are you going to be able to convince him? I mean you are supposed to be without one of your arms.” I asked Rigal hoping that we could pull this off.“I’ve got no problem there..