" a kiss was then placed on my left hip. "These thighs..." he trailed off once more and lifted my left leg and bent my knee so he could offer a kiss t... the inner side of said thigh. "But this little pussy of yours..." his gaze fell upon my pussy which was actively dripping his cum. "This... little... pussy..." he punctuated each word with a kiss to my inner thigh that inched his lips closer to my hot pussy. His voice was hardly even a whisper when he spoke, his words so close to my sex that I. He couldn’t just give her a kiss now. She wanted to see what it was like being with a man. She wanted him to be her first. His lips were coming back to kiss her lips as she put her hands on his face, holding him there, looking into his eyes. “Oh Don, I want you.”Don looked at her as she uttered those words. He kissed her lips again, his tongue parting them and exploring her mouth as his hands traveled to her breasts. He softly squeezed them. His lips traveled to her chin, down her neck and over. In a tight voice she demanded to know who thesebitches were, and how I dared bring them under her roof. Incoherent,humiliated, mortified, hysterical with fear, tearful and stammering,for the next two solid hours I desperately tried to persuade her ofeverything I had been trying to hide from her ever since our honeymoon,the unacceptable truth about me. I pointed out that all of the clothesand shoes were of one size, mine. All that proved to her was that mytaste in the women I brought home was. Muslims must be buried as soon as possible after death. The funerals will be held tomorrow.”While we were talking some of the labourers and servants had returned to the encampment. I heard the undulating wailing of women as they came across the dead. The bodies of the guards and the two labourers were reverently placed in makeshift coffins, whereas the corpses of the attackers were taken away from the encampment and thrown in a pit for vultures and other scavengers to feast on.“How soon do you.