A reader of your blog had heard rumours of king Abbah Ay'crul, who was said to have come to power through magical ways. Many believed it was the gods ...ho chose him, but the man thought it might have been a Djinn, or genie, doing the work. A clue like every other, but it intrigued you anyways. You traveled deep into the deserts of Africa to raid the tomb of the king.You put the lamp down and start taking pictures of it. When you finish taking the pictures you put it on your workdesk and turn on. Trista was nice enough to order a couple of shots for us on top of a drink. She later said it would help calm my nerves. She took the time to introduce us to the waitress. Trista introduced me as her friend Amber. The waitress's name was Renee, and she was pretty hot. She smiled at me and said, "Nice to meet you Amber, I really like your shoes." I blushed beyond belief; it felt my face was on fire. I couldn't quite get the nerve to say thank you so I just smiled instead.As soon as our drinks. I made her lie on bed and came on top of her. Removed her jeans and began caressing her pussy over panty. She was very wet by now and started moaning for my every move.I removed her panty and closed her legs tightly saying she’s feeling shy. I made her comfortable by again kissing her upper body and slowly coming down. I parted her pussy lips apart. And touched her entrance. She immediately told me its hurting her. So I decided to lick her first and started licking her pussy slowly and began. Amanda laughed out loud. “Oh, my husband will love the fact that you and I did it in the men’s locker room, it’s one of his all-time fantasies. He’ll be so proud of me!” Jansen’s eyes widened even further as she texted the picture to me.Just then, they heard the sound of creaky wheels. Amanda and Jansen gaped at each other and froze in horror as a janitor entered, pushing a cleaning cart. He had weasel-like face, grungy, shoulder-length brown hair, and squinty eyes behind his glasses. He.