Tamarilla let out a sigh of exhaustion and said, "Finally." It seems that Belinda's idea of 'not far' is not as short as mine. Belinda gave an amused ...glance in Tammi's direction as she reached in the front of her tunic and pulled out a key that she had suspended from a thin silver chain that went around the her neck. She deftly unlocked the wooden door that was reinforced with iron bands and waved the women though. Each of the women had to make her way through the bush that concealed the door.. She steps from the silky puddle caressing her feet, and stands naked and glowing in the flash of lightning and the heat of his gaze. A whisper against her ear, rich voice, a fan of breath. Compelling baritone, hot and sexy. Slowly, he pushes two fingers deep within the velvet clutch of wetness… stretching… filling… thrusting into her as he prepares her for his use and pleasure. Body pulled to him – thighs spreading, opening to the rise of manhood jutting into the air and finally the heated. I am sending a real sstory of jamila in her own words. My name is jamila, i am from hyderabad, pakistan now residing in usa. This is a true story of my misery.It was the summer of 1995. My brother was getting married in karachi so we booked the tour bus. After wedding when we were returning from karachi to hyderabad. We had lots of jahz and jewelery . We were about 25 people in the bus, majority of them were women. My brother and his wife were in the bus too. They did not have their wedding. This is great, weather wise, but makes finding a male partner for some mutual sucking really tough. Last week we had a nice stretch of early spring in the Flathead Valley part of Montana where we stay. Although my wife and I had had sex the day before, I was out and about running some errands and decided to stop at the one known cruising spot in the area, called the Old Steel Bridge… a public park with a number of trails that lead off into the woods. Not much action but I decided to walk down.