I flung it open. It was a Del's friend, D'Andre. He stepped into the house. His hand encircled my head. He pulled my face to his and kissed me deeply.... I responded passionately. It must have been three minutes of non-stop face sucking when he broke it off. Meanwhile, my robe had fallen open. I guess I had not tied it. "Where's Del?" D'Andre had been left waiting for Del in the car. He was tired of waiting and decided to come on in, he said. I said, "He's upstairs." D'Andre followed as I. Mai lund ko dekh rahi thi to samir bola meri rani dekho mat tumare liye khada ho gaya hai lelo hatme, phir muh me to loge na. maine hat me lund leke hilana shurukiya. Phir niche baitke lund ko muh me liya our chusane lagee.Samirne mere shirk o pakadke laud par daba diya taki pura lund meri muh me chala jaaye. Mai bhi mast hoke lund chusate hatose uske gand ko pakadale lagee our bich bich me gand par phatke marne lagee. Bangles ki awaj aa rahi thi. Samir bola jab wife ki bangle jada bajane lage. " It is all that I ask of you my friend," Pedro declared good naturedly in response, placing his hand on his captain's shoulder in recognition of the man's willingness to move on. In return Ishmael smiled warmly at Pedro. Then the two men turned their attention back to the work at hand. Thankfully the smith was down to the last prisoner. The work would soon be over and both Pedro and Ishmael could then move on to the other matters that called for their time."Thank you Dom Pedro," Captain. She was in the Rest Position, awaiting my arrival on her knees with her headdowncast and her palms up on top of her thighs. I sat in my chair in frontof her and picked up the cocktail glass that was sitting on the side table.Taking a long sip of single-malt scotch, I turned my attention to the taskas hand.............. "Greetings, slave" "Good evening, Master!", she responded enthusiastically. "Are you ready to continue, slave?" "Yes, Master" "Present yourself, slave!" She knelt up on spread.