It’s a typically meagre construction - open sided, roofed with corrugated steel sheets for weather protection. It is angled towards Mecca in the wes...tern province of Saudi Arabia. An Imam’s drone is transmitted to the worshippers by a recording at the five stations of prayer in the Muslim world.Some Westerners peer in comaparing it to the domed and pillared Islamic edifices seen in many cities and also their own ornate places of worship, some screwing their faces at it’s simplicity. The concrete. I have been thinking about it since we started,” I replied, no longer restraining my thoughts. “I was hoping you would say that. I’ve wanted my hands and mouth on you the entire time. Have you ever been with a woman before?” I simply shook my head to indicate that I hadn’t. “Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle and take it slow. Just let me know if you want to stop.” Stopping was something I could think of until my brain snapped to the thoughts of the door. “What if someone comes in?” I asked,. My hand was firmly gripping Alistair's shoulder, as he took the lead parting the crowds and finding us a path out. Aedan's hand was on my shoulder in turn, until we were a few dozen yards outside the city, when I heard him mutter something unintelligible and let go. I turned in time to see him spin, dagger drawn and held to the throat of an armoured man in a full helmet, who had evidently been following us. Alistair had half-drawn his sword, I saw the glint of steel in Zevran's hands, and even. Ab main aapko jyada bore na karte hue apni kahani start karta hu. mera ghar ke pass eak sunita naam ki aurat rehti uski umar (37) lekin wo 30 sal ki hi lagti thi.wo dikhne main utni aachi to nahi dikhti thi.Uska fir 36-32-36 tha jo muze baad main samaz aaya. wo muze roz dekha karti thi q ki main uske ghar ke pass hi rehta tha. eak din wo sadi pahenkar mere samne se guzri to main uski gand ko dekhta hi reh gaya aur mera lund jeans ke andar hi fanfane lag gaya shayad uski nazar bhi muzpar padi to.