“You know that I am married,” I shot back.“Yes,” she replied. “All the better. I know you don’t mess around.”Her name was Tara Lynn. She... was the new effervescent, bubbly, and very sexy apartment leasing agent in the office at the apartment complex where we lived.“So why would I want to check out your apartment?” I casually asked after handing her my rent check.“I don’t know,” she coyly replied, “I am just curious if you’d like to check it out.”Her question had caught me off guard. It was bold. Aahhh iske boob bhi mast hai…Raj-yaar ye chut narwane ke liye sab kuchh krna padta hai…Gharwale se bhi chhup kr chut marwane aa gai nisha…Aaahhh bada mast maal hai…Ooohhh..Iski fuli hui chut…Ooohhh…Mast hai yaar…Nisha-sahi kah rahe ho raj yaar…Chut mein lund nahin dalwati tab tak chain nahin padta yaar…Aaahh…Ooohhh yaar..Ye lund bhi kya cheej bnai hai…6 inch ke saman ke liye 6 foot ki lady aadami ke aage kutiya ban jati hai..Aahh yaar..Raj-aaahhh…Yaar aurat ki chhoti si chut bhi kitni mast hoti. . and of course, they dreamed... Kopi survived her ordeal at the Temple of Sobek with little memory of it. The drugs Tresumut used to make her compliant, also erased her memory of what happened. Getting the information second hand from her husband and wives did not disturb her. Hala’s influence helped Kopi’s ataraxia a great deal. It helped because Hala had experience dealing with the uninvited advances and abusive behavior of some Arab men.Sulihotep gave Kopi a day to rest then he called her. I got pretty close but then figured I should just edge all day since there may be more guys coming over to the parking lot at noon. Sure enough, noon was a popular time slot. Since my car was already there, I walked back over and headed toward my car. I was wearing the clothes described in the ad, and I didn't even make it halfway before a real nice Mercedes pulled up with a 50+ middle eastern man driving. He pulled next to me and asked if I needed a ride to my car. I said no thanks, and.