She won’t know a thing.’ ‘I love you, Jean-Claude.’ ‘And I love your pussy, Katie. I’ve got to go. Meet me tomorrow, same time.’ ‘Okay....’ Martin remained in his hiding place, his head swirling with the conversation he’d just heard. He listened as the footsteps went separate ways, then crept out into the hallway, nearly colliding with Chantal. ‘Chantal! Oh, I’m sorry!’ ‘That’s okay, Martin!’ She laughed, clutching his arms to steady herself. ‘What are you doing creeping around in the stairwell?’. Yeeeaaa, girlie-girl, open dat pussy, open dat pink boipussy, let me back up in dat whiteboi shithole." He was still whispering into my ear as he romanced me, shoving not two, but three of his fat rough fingers back up into me, opening me for his eventual entry. Then it happened. I felt his fingers pull out of me, replaced by the bulbous crown of his magnificent erection. He slipped in effortlessly, greased as I was by my own saliva and his still-present breeding spunk. We both grunted as his. Hailey giggled "do you wanna see my pussy daddy?" She asked softly looking him in the eyes. "Can I?" Daniel asked with shocked eyes, feeling his cock hardening in his jeans. Hailey nodded and set her book bag on the floor. "I need to take my panties off first" she said softly. Pulling them off. She layed the panties on her step daddy's lap and lifted the skirt back up, showing her pale, bare, pussy lips."Oh damn baby, your pussy is so sexy" he said softly, reaching foreword and spreading her. “My warning gave the Palace Guard ten minutes to prepare.”“I heard that one of the Palace Guards warned them,” he replied.“So did everyone else. I didn’t want to be identified as having warned them. The King decided that I needed another wife and offered his granddaughter. My wives accepted,” I chuckled.He was still laughing about it when he and I boarded the plane. I’d already shown him my Glock and he nodded his acceptance. I also had my permanent permit to carry it in the Caymans. It had.