As he came to pics of a celebrity ball Mendez stabbed his finger onto the paper. The page had photos of two women tall and elegant, both in thigh spli...tting white dresses. Each was sexy slim with perfect wax legs down to designer heels. They had beaming movie star smiles as they stood arm in arm for paparazzi photographers.“That is Calista Nemeth.” Cesar grunted pointing to the older woman. His aide admired her cascade of straight brunette hair with those big lips and full bosom figure. “She. Today she was taking even longer than usual, teasing around the edges of my panties, licking and hiding her fingers inside, playing with my clit before putting a finger in me. It took a while before my panties were off and she was finally closing her lips over my vagina. I find myself getting antsy for it. By the time I was in her mouth, I was really wet. She keeps me clean and never loses a drop onto the seats. I think she likes to let me drip a little, then lick it off. There's something. Why? Do women tend to wear a special colour then?’ ‘Men…don’t you ever notice anything? We all have colours that suit us better than others. Colours that make us feel good and compliment our colouring.’ ‘Not really, when it comes to colours on clothes I think she wears blues. I can see her in my mind wearing different shades of blues. Blues and black.’ ‘Then this one.’ Paying for the beautiful fashionable shawl he took the bag, and placing his arm around Suzanne told her, ‘Lead me to the next. Nai semiti kichi nanhi. Bajigala. Bajigala. Pura garam kari pacharu lageidauchu. Kahila bajigala. Tike durei basili. Mane mane bhabuthili arambha kalini jetebele chadibi kanhiki. Bhauja bhai kebe asibe. Janini. Kanhiki. Nai semiti kichi nanhi. Hele. Asile kahibi. Asi jharaka phankare dekhibu. Masta kari kala bele dekhibu. Behiya laga saram nanhi. Ja pala. Na jibini. Aji karibi. Bhauja hatat rahigale. Kana mu kahili. Bhauja hasi kahile karibu. Dekhi dekhi kete badata. Tike dekhi. Mu lungi khuli.