My cock blossomed, no medicine, no trickery, it just bloomed like a flower, a rose from a bud into perfection. I had my horse-sized cock back. And I k...ew what to do with it.As if he too was under the Lady's spell, he washed the shampoo from his eyes, looked longingly at me, and brought his mouth to mine in such a delicate manner, slowly entering his tongue, then entrapping mine in my mouth, tangled and clinging together, while his hands felt down my body to my arse, and mine seemingly copied. ., can't ...breathe," she squeezed out some words. Without any heads-up she felt the fingers of his coarse right hand squeeze around her throat cutting off any oxygen. "No, silly. This is how it feels like if you can't breathe. So I suggest you think twice before whining next time, no ?" She began to flail at his arm and threshed her legs helplessly around his hips. "YEEEAH, seems we finally found something funny to get some fire into you again, eh? Keep up that struggling, sweetie, your cunt. We were both thirsty and hungry and fasted through out the day in the extreme hot weather. We both had nothing else to drink or eat in order to open our fast. But the man handover the water bottle to me and said "sister you are my guest and its in our tradition that we must take care of our guest and provide them with food & shelter". He took the dates out from his pocket and handed all over to me. I ate the dates and drank water and thanked the man. Then we both offered Magrib Prayers.Then. She frowned slightly. “I’m trying to fuck you, Tristan.” Her free hand moved down her luscious body, the manicured fingertips lightly brushing across that perfect tan skin. “Let me.” I couldn’t help the gaze that followed those fingers as they covered the fabric of her underwear and over to her thigh. She reached up to the clasp of my jeans and deftly undid it, her blue eyes watching me intently. I shook my head to clear the visions flickering through my mind. “Quit it, we are not doing this.”.