I looked up at Alma, her face was soft and damp. Some psychic communication passed between us and it was time to cease the foreplay. I rose and settle...d down over Alma. She took my cock into her hand and poised it towards her awaiting cunt. She rubbed the tip over the damp swollen mouth for about a minute or so before guiding it in. I gently started thrusting my hips, pushing my cock gradually deeper and deeper until my balls were bouncing off her ass. Alma's face was tight, her eyes rolled up. By now, I was now craving him, like a ravenous wolf in the wilderness eyeing off the little sheep for dinner. A wave of lust that had built up inside me from deep down below was now moving up into my chest and still rising. I wanted this stranger, this man, to be deep inside me.I turned and softly said to him, I want to take out your cock, he quickly nodded and mumbled something in agreement in the direction to where I was planning for us to go. His muscle was big and thick. I was so ready for. We hurried out after that, and made as quick time as possible through busy Paris streets. The Chinese driver seemed quite skilled.During the ride, I asked Helena, "How is Brianna?" Not good actually. She received a pretty bad concussion. Simon tossed her against the wall, pissed off that Nick had switched her for Naomi." He couldn't tell?" Who knows with that asshole, but he did inject her with whatever that shit was that he gave Helen and Gia. Since he planned to give it to you, and probably. 'Better. I'm your Tarqa. I'm your Defender. I do everything, and I do mean everything that you need or want! Now you have to tell them, because Patrick is going to ask why you have a Tarqa Defender!' She grinned at him.'Does anyone else know?' Dad asked. Becky giggled.'You mean besides Patrick, whom you just told? Only one other.' Cindi looked over at him and grinned.'Katie doesn't know?' Dad asked. Becky shook her head 'no'. 'Then how does Cindi... Oh! Another one?!? How the hell many of you.