He was worried that I won’t be happy because he wasn’t doing anything to me, like fucking me or fingering me or licking my pussy. I told him not t... worry and that I am a generous lover and what I wanted was his greatest gift to me: his cum. He was just shocked. I guess most Indian women aren’t like that. Atleast the traditional ones.I started licking his cock all over and making his fat cock drip with my saliva. Then I took him deep into my mouth and started sucking hard and fast. God, his. As of a sudden I heard a voice of a man calling me “excuse me miss”I looked around and saw a real super handsome man of late twenties, he was dressed in casual clothes, but clearly looked like a high class, rich man, well organized, best matching, expensive type of sporty clothing.I stopped, smiled saying “yes, are you calling me?”He smiled back saying “Yes, can I talk to you for a minute please?”I did not know him, but being a naughty teen age girl, looking at some real hot guy, who was trying. Fingers danced on top of guns, grim eyes scanned the area, not for the culture, but for threats. Some strange foreign part of Kate wanted to hold Rafe’s hand, but she did not in front of her friends. Back in her jeans and vest, breasts bound, hair tucked up, she wanted to feel every inch the Kid once more but too much had changed her. Still this was not her fight, not Rafe’s, not even Dan’s or Finn’s. This was Jerome’s, and they were there for backup. They pulled into Rome and it was a city. Ivy approached Charles, fondling his hair, while the four servants had him pinned down.?I knew this would happen. I knew that the moment you saw this room and all the surgeons here, you would instantly go on panic-mode. Now trust me if I say nothing that is going to be done to you will harm you. Trust me. You are perfectly safe. You know if I wanted to harm you, I would have just brought a gun and forced it down your head but I didn’t, did I!? Ivy lectured him.Charles was still scared. .