As I had been masturbating for close to an hour prior to this I’m already super wet. I try my best to keep my composure because I’m still in the Z...om lobby. Therefore, I’m not sure whether or not the hosts are able to see me. This continues for a while and it is clear that the interviews are running late. He continues to eat me out. He then ducks to my room and finds some of my sex toys.He sits under my desk again and inserts my anal beads into my ass. I try to squirm back and sit up straight. -hey brother! Come have dinner…what have you been doing upstairs?--just talking with her. You know, we cannot expose to everyone she is here!-I felt so shy. Now I had to face his brother? In my religious community, this almost never happens. They consider that as a big problem.But here, it was the complete opposite. Salih did not even seem surprised. He was not even looking at me. He said,-anyway…time to have dinner…it is getting cold-We had dinner. I was facing imad and Salih was to a side to. The bigger problem would be that I'd have to restrain myself to keep Mikefrom thinking I was a disposable slut.I enjoyed a few pleasant miles projecting out our future sex life until Islammed into a mental brick wall that I had not foreseen. Probably soonerrather than later, if our relationship continued on its current path,Mike would ask me to give him a blow job. And that thought brought myhappy little daydreams to a screeching halt.It was going to happen. Mike was going to ask me to suck his. "You! You are the one who started these emotions within me! My onlychoice is to fight you in combat!" She declared readying for him todraw his sword.She was having all she could do to fight the urge she felt to run tohim. She couldn't understand why the thought of hurting this humanbothered her so, but if she took him out it should decline. However,instead of him drawing his sword, he did something else."YOU'RE ALRIGHT!" He shouted in relief as he ran up and gave her a hug.Zellia stood stunned.