"Then, at last, were the stalls with goods to peruse or buy.On a stall declaring, 'It's always Christmas Eve' a toy soldier in the form of a wildly fa...nciful nutcracker stood sentry over gaudy knick-knacks such as the very twins of the red shoes the belly dancer was wearing. A legend read: 'This year, wear the Czarina's Cherevichki slippers'.Then came stall after stall of priceless costumes, almost too bright for the eye, modelled by the most life-like mannequins, and on many stalls by real. All the while trying to get my hand between her legs.I did manage to feel some hair but still, Seema had squeezed her legs together tightly not allowing me access. I licked her back, all the way to her butts – they were so round, soft and smooth that I wanted to bite them really hard, not have any access from the front I tried reaching her pussy from the behind with my hand.I soon as I touch her pussy lips, Seema almost jumped out of the bed. well almost out of the bed, I managed to hold her. She still had her jilbab on but it was pushed up so she could rub her vagina hard. As she kept sucking my dick it felt so good that I felt like I was about to pop inside her mouth but I didn’t want to waste the juice in her mouth so I told her to stop. She looked up at me from her knees with those beautiful green eyes and said, “fuck me!”I immediately stood up and picked her up. Turned her around and lifted up her jilbab. Her hands were on the couch for support while her ass stuck out. I. Yes baby, I want you come on don't stop, fuck me baby, I'll let you do what you want...' Daryl looked at me and said '...anything I want, you'll do, no questions asked and no back talk...' I couldn't believe it, but I answered and said '..yes Daryl, Ill do what you want...' Daryl placed the bottle back under my nose and said '...snort on this till I get back. I'm gonna fix all our problems tonight...' Daryl slid his throbbing penile head across my exposed bung hole and laughed saying '...you.