It is all about marketing. Then I sprung it on Felicity. "I want you to live with Marlee, Sindi, and me," I said. It was not a question. It was a co...mmand. It would enhance the business model. That wasn't the way I put it to Felicity. I didn't have to coax her. She was a natural submissive. Giving pleasure was how she now derived pleasure. * That night little Felicity talked to Austin. "Are you pleased with my new body?" she asked coyly. "Oh yes!" Austin said almost panting. "The black men. I know there are are loads of Brits that emigrate but you'd be surprised at how many return after just a couple of years."I nodded. "Sorry Anita for sounding a bit offish but you sounded as if you didn't want to be here."She smiled. "Here in England or here with you?" To be honest, both." I replied."My turn to apologise. I'm glad to be back in this country and I'm really happy to be with you. It's just that I always ramble on when I'm nervous, and Australia seemed a neutral topic." I certainly. Meanwhile I was tongue fucking her and nibbling on her clit making her cum even more harder and louder as she did. "Fuck me now" she said. She laid back and spread her legs and her shaved pussy was so inviting so I slid my cock into her and she moaned and groaned even more. I was not gentle with her at all and slid into her as deep as I could go. She threw her legs into the air to take me deeper and after a few strokes she said "pull out and let me taste your cock with my pussy on it." I moved. My culture is also like that."Mira pulled out some drawers and got some clothes out. She held up somethings and I could see the bright colors of the material."Strip," she said quietly. "Don't argue and don't talk. We've got tohelp Salwa."What are you planning?" I asked also quietly."A diversion. Now strip quickly."I took off my T-Shirt & jeans. Mira pointed to my socks and briefs. Ilooked at her in horror. Did she want to expose myself? Her lookindicated I shouldn't argue. I turned my back and.