. there are always things ... just like there are always 'they.' 'They say' is the beginning of more trouble and argument in the world than any other ...wo words I can think of ... except maybe, 'which God?' followed by 'yours or mine?'"David?" Sorry to have to wake you, chief," I apologized, "There's going to be dense fog by sunrise. and it'll probably burn off by noon."He turned and walked up to the bow, I could see the reflection of his face in the green bow light ... he sniffed, decided his. It’s one of your favorite ways to tease and torment me. Your hand fists in my hair, pushing my mouth deeper on your now throbbing cock and you explode in my mouth, groaning as you release. I kneel back, smiling up at you. God I love seeing you so pleased. I love to serve you…it makes me feel so desired, so wanted. I have a visceral need to please….you touch my face and my eyes close, I love the simple intimacies between us. I’ve laid a towel on the bed, and I climb up to it. Laying back, I. Suddenly I heared the fahthers wisper in my ear: "You are a modest, honest and willing young girl. You've made a great pleasure to our son teaching him private lessons. One day I'd love to show you a little appreciation." I felt very proud about this compliments.I always was welcomed in the families of my frineds. I was invited for family parties and celebration events.One day I went to Ahmed's party at his home. During the dinner the father of Ahmed wispered in my ears, that in deep gratitude. Looking down her body further, he noticed that her mons hair was the same color but cut into a heart above her Garden of Eve. He bent again to take her lips with his and kept kissing and dueling with her tongue for a few moments. He moved his lips down her neck and her upper chest, slowly kissing all over her breasts and then taking her nipple into his mouth and suckling it, just like a baby. In the meantime, the other hand was playing with the other nipple, twisting and rubbing it between his.