My favourite. Is Belgium where you come from?” “Well, no…” Qafira began, but with no chance to answer fully before she was similarly greeted ...by Fanny’s mother, who was, if anything, dressed even more scantily than her daughter. At least the nipples were hidden, although the thighs were on full display and the stomach swelled out, with the stud in her navel on very prominent view. “So, you’re Qafira?” remarked Fanny’s mother. “You really are very thin! You must eat more, my dear. It hurts me. She even sucked gently, not hard enough to leave a mark but hard enough to draw a very needy little moan out of me and make my hips buckle against her. She smiled against my neck, a smile that I could not see but could feel on my skin, and kept planting kisses down my neck. Her hand now rested on my inner thigh, and I was very aware of it being there, almost where I needed it the most but not quite. But she managed to distract me by placing a kiss on my breast, just on the border of the fabric. The large warrior smiled at his brother and nodded.Khalim increased the intensity of his solid air and the leather strips began to sink to the floor. Kailya desperately picked up her second enchantment’s threads, Farouk jumped to the side, the poles followed, he then dived into a roll and leapt between the four wooded poles racing for the corral.“Rayed stop sleeping!” he thundered.“No!” Kailya cried out, fear, anger, despair filled her she turned back to Khalim, her eyes blazing.A war broke out. Not sure if she meant of the speeches or him. He was around 6'3 with wide shoulders and muscular arms....the sort of guy Carrie often comments on. Carrie was shifting her chair closer to Phil's and subtlely touched his arms at the funny parts of the speeches. Judging by his smile he clearly welcomed the attention and quickly clinked glasses with Carrie at every opportunity.Finally the speeches finished and we all started chatting again, but it was obvious to me that Carrie was only interested.