“Now help me carry these drinks.”When we got back to the living room, Jan had donned the strap on, and she was fucking Susan like there was no tom...rrow. The rest of us just sat and sipped our drinks while watching Jan and Susan go at it. Susan kept urging Jan on, “Harder, baby. Fuck me harder.” And “Ooooo that’s it, right there. Now you’re hitting it. Fuck me like you mean it.”After what had to be over twenty minutes, I looked over at Bren and Sandy and shook my head. It was obvious from their. There was a 40 by 4300 foot gravel runway that would need widening, get paved and a few hundred feet added to it to land our jets there. It was a thousand air miles from Morton and 130 miles from Florida. If we had to we could land at Miami and helicopter to the Cay. There was even an arrangement for customs to meet large groups at a small building near the runway for an expensive fee.In the customs building I walked up to an officer, and as I displayed my federal badge asked for Jeffery. More

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