‘You like that Babe?’ you ask me quietly. ‘Ohhh yessss…ohhh fuck yessss. Don’t stop,’ I moan as I squeeze my pussy onto your finger. They ...always feel soo good, and you always know exactly how to touch me to bring me so close to cumming and so quickly. You see, hear and feel my body responding to you. Pushing harder with your hand against my mound, I gyrate my hips in rhythm with you. You push a second finger into my pussy making me moan even louder as you slide them in and out of me. You lean. I went down to hall and into the kitchen. There he was, the man from last night... the man who had scared the shit out of me as he made me think that I was going to jail AND the same man who had fucked my wife in our marriage bed AND the same man who made me eat his cum from my wife’s well-fucked pussy. One side of me wanted to sucker-punch him! Yet, the evening’s erotic activity was still fresh in my mind. “Good morning” I said, as I gestured for him to have a seat, “Sorry, we overslept. Guess. Jim stared at him for a minute, surprised to hear about the boy's military experience."I noticed the finger but didn't think it was any of my business how you lost it," Jim revealed.Lewis smiled and told him the whole story starting with his discontent with his life and joining the National Guard. He had to take a few minutes explaining what the National Guard was as Jim didn't understand the term."Sorta like a state militia," Jim said after hearing Lewis' explanation.Lewis nodded and. Speak only in English as my friend does not know Arabic.~“As your Highness wishes,” the hostess continued, “This way please; I have reserved a table for you.”Sharifa ignored the woman and sat down at the nearest unoccupied table.“We’ll sit here,” she said, handing the British Airways reserved sign to the Ground Hostess, “But is the aircraft not ready?”“It is held up by Air Traffic Control, Highness,” was the reply.Nicola sat down, resigned to a wait before they could go any further. Then a.