I'd sit there with my friends having a drink together or just conversing and I'd be thinking how they don't realise that sitting among them is a depra...ed (and I'm speaking from the point of view of the moral majority here) cunt of a human being who likes to get her shithole stuffed with all sorts of things, a woman whose ultimate delight is in taking the role of a bitch in heat and being a disgrace to all other real ladies. A real cunt needs to feel depraved all the time, and if it isn't, then. ‘Don’t cry. Otherwise I will have to come on over, and then we’ll keep them awake all night with our noise as we make love.’ She chuckled and cried, feeling a little better. ‘I don’t think I’d mind.’ ‘I’ll bet, you little perverted slave of mine.’ he chuckled. ‘But I don’t want to go that far on my first meeting with your family.’ She sighed and smiled. ‘I want to tell them, but I still think it’s better to settle everything first.’ ‘So do I. Otherwise they’ll just think I’m taking advantage of. Ladies can reach me on and I assure you utmost secrecy and confidentiality at all times. I am not an expert in proof reading and editing so please do excuse me if there are any mistakes.The current story that I am going to share is about a discrete affair I had with a mature lady in her mid-40s. This happened couple of years ago but it is still very fresh in my mind and I relive it very often even today. One day I was with a friend of mine in a restaurant talking about our work, etc. and. .. What sort of a place was I going to?Well, I found out after what seemed like an interminable wait. Wecame down onto what was clearly a private airstrip in the middle ofthe desert - there was no fancy terminal or anything, just the landingstrip and a small building at the side, from which I could see abig black limousine and a white Land Rover racing towards us.As I peered out of the window I saw a man in traditional Arab dressgo down the steps, and was whisked away in the limousine. Two.