You’re not a prisoner, and yes, we can go places where you can get by with English.’‘Oh forget it. I’m going below to read. Call me if you nee... two hands for anything.’That was the way things went. They called into Oman, but they found very few people who spoke English, and Ryan’s French wasn’t much help. Algiers and Tunis were a little better. Ryan did manage to buy some paint in Algiers and painted out the name of the boat In Tunis he set about giving her a new name. Samantha laughed at his. ”She pulled over and set the brake, not sure what was happening, surely he would not get out here and walk. She turned to look at him and found herself pulled into his arms, as his mouth claimed hers. He touched his tongue to her lips and she parted them. Slowly and thoroughly he kissed her. She couldn’t remember ever being kissed this well. His hand cupped her right cheek and the other one was buried in her now loose hair. He nibbled her lips and then ended the kiss. She could feel the heat. She looked at Travis and smiled, seeing that his cock was still hard and realizing he hadn't cum yet. Leah quit gasping, her chest stopped heaving. She looked at Travis and smiled, seeing that his cock was still hard and realizing he hadn't cum yet. Travis stood up and pushed her coffee table out-of-the-way. The carpet in front of her fireplace hearth was nothing but cliché, a faux fur rug, except neon green and Joker purple. But to him it looked soft, and he turned back to Leah and picked her. I went in and wished my friend an advance happy journey and asked him about where Saumya aunty was and he told me that she was bathing and I waited in the sofa while I helped him in packing things.Saumya got ready and came out of her room.She wore a white silk saree, transparent, showing her navel and the blouse.She looked decent with a little amount of a cleavage show and the back was a bit revealing too.She let her hair loose and looked like a goddess with perfect curves and her heels made.