I tried to protest! I wanted to tell him no! But what he was doing felt so good that when I opened my mouth all that escaped was a weak cry."You like ...his, don't you?" He asked.Again, all I could do was moan. He took that for a yes and bent down to nuzzle my neck.When he was sure that I wasn't going to protest or try to move, he removed his hand from my throat and unbuttoned my pants, pulling them slowly down.From behind, he started to finger my pussy again. I couldn't believe how wet I was. Light blue. His eyes were light like the ocean mixed with green around the edges, if you took a deep look. His hair was dark, and his skin gleamed golden in the soft light from the lamp. His jaw line was firmly set, a strong definition to add to his perfect face. Steven raised his eyebrows at Faith.  Faith couldn’t take it, she felt that Steven was hers at that moment and she was not going to let go of him to anyone. She leaned forward like a predator attacking its prey and pulled Steve’s. Jem lurched forward as she felt his head pressing into her. She couldn't believe he was going to go up her bum, but it was happening. His hand held her hip as she tried to pull away, the pain becoming almost too much, then all of a sudden he slipped into her. She cried out with the stabbing pain, and then realized another feeling was settling over her as that first sharp burst of pain shot through her. Relief washed over her as her tight anus slipped over the head of his cock to grip the. "Shut up," Derek said, and led the way into the entrance hall.A very old Kobekistani met them and escorted them into a sumptuously furnished sitting room where an even older man sat."Take off your abaya," said Derek."But I haven't got a dress on underneath. What is going on?" Helen asked.Derek said something in Arabic and two eunuchs quickly removed her abaya, leaving her standing before this complete stranger in her underwear."Don't try to tell me it's the first time you've been shown to a.