As he passed a door on the left he said, "That's the guest bathroom," but didn't stop. He came to a door on the right and stopped. He turned to face h...er and said, "This is my study. You are not to go in there without my explicit instructions." Lucy blinked and nodded and said, "Yes, Sir." His face changed ever so slightly into the faintest echo of a smile and he turned back around and headed further down the hallway. Lucy followed. He came to a door and opened it. Inside was a queen sized bed. I’m always up for porn and jacking it.”When I got back, his pants were off and his brown, uncut tool was already semi-hard as he rested on an elbow and flipped pages of one of the magazines. I took my pack of cigarettes from my suit jacket. “Mind if I smoke?” I asked. “Want one?”“Don’t mind at all, Gus,” he said. “But just the beer is fine with me.”I lit a cigarette and let it dangle between my lips. I opened the can of Vaseline and spread it over my dick. I held the can out to him, and. Having known her for years, it was quite a shock to turn around mid-service the week after her eighteenth birthday only to see a pair of panties peeking from beneath a very short yellow skirt. It was Zainab, and she was wearing make-up too – a first for her. Like her clothing, it must have only been permitted since her birthday. Her thin brows were furrowed in concentration and her luscious red lips pursed as she followed along with the sheikh's reading. Suddenly, without warning, her eyes. The man had one eye slit open sitting up slightly to stare at her. Mortified Julia ran out her face turning a beet red she hoped he didn’t see in the dark. “Wait” he called “come back”. She ran upstairs locking her door. Leaning against the door she thought I must be crazy completely 100 percent out of my mind. Biting her lip she tasted the salty sweetness she had takin from him. What a horrible person I must be she thought, first I beat him near death then molest him. I hope he doesn’t press.