Even in all these positions the women's tits remained jutting straight out held in place by the supporting cups. They swam their way back to the chamb...ers entrance and stepped out."Wow," was all Tani could say, "let's see what else is up stairs." Hand in hand once more they stepped into the elevator. The next floor had three large beds spaced around the chamber. Tani and Redi stepped onto one and where immediately lifted to float about a foot off the surface. They looked down and were not. And I know plenty of Somalis and Djibouti folk who are hard-working and self-sustaining. They’re the ones you never hear about because the biased Canadian media doesn’t think it would make a good story. So they focus on the negative stuff. Save a life and nobody notices. Kill someone and you’re front page news. That sort of thing. If you ask me, what the media and the world at large need are more positive stories. Maybe then the world wouldn’t be the depressed, angry place that it is today.. .. ," the oldest starts.The first wife giggles again. "Believe me, I've been well taken care of."The oldest shrugs. "If you insist," and takes her place on the bed, pulling Salomé up into her arms. After enjoying the flavor of her fellow wife's juices on Salomé's wet face, lapping it up like a cat, her lips seal with Salomé's and their tongues duel while pubic bones rub together. The oldest wife's hands squeeze Salomé's amazing ass, helping the friction.With her movement up the bed, the chief's. I began wondering if thoseboys might just be having fun with me, as I looked into my mirrorand saw only my smallish male reflection looking back at me."I drank the last vial. It tasted no different than all the others.And yet, it made me feel peculiar. But when I looked at myself inthe mirror, I saw nothing had changed. My hair still fell over myshoulders and I was every bit as pretty as I'd always been. Even mybreasts were the same; it was no wonder all the boys had become sonice to me."George.