I deduce that he had either visited the establishment before, or at least knew its reputation. He was clearly not recognised by the staff, nor made hi...self known to them. He entered into conversation with the waitress.We returned to the Embassy, where we separated.I was later informed that His Magnificence, may he live for ever, wished to dine at the same restaurant tomorrow and I will attend the security meeting with the French authorities, the Surété and the French SDLP to agree the seating.. Woh bolaAman: jaan mere hote hue kisi aur ka Lund tu le … .aisa mai nhi hone deta … .Aur muje choom pda …Maine kha chl kmre main chlte h … .. Aman bht hi sexy dikhne wala bnda h … . Saari ldkiya usse chudwana chahti h … prr woh srf meri choot ka diwana h … .Aman ne muje hoth prr chooma kss k aur bola chl … tu jha bolegi wha chlunga …Mai toh tuj jaisi rand ka hi deewana hu …Muje goad main utha Liya … .aur choomte hue bistr tkk le aya … aur muje bistar prr patak dia … mai neeche giri aur apne. I try to give a sense of the setting, where I was and where the poem was coming from. Though I am not an actor, I actually perform each poem as if I were an actor. I was going to read for forty-five minutes and then answer questions for fifteen minutes, if there were any. Poetry can be very intense and I was careful not to wear people out. I thought of the old show business adage, “Always leave them wanting more.” Finally, I came to the last poem and said this is dedicated to a very special. " I added a middle finger to her motherly pussy as she gasped for air. I looked her deep in the eye. Was this for real? "So, what, you can't go out at all?" She shook her head. "You haven't got a man? She shook her head again. "After I had Kezza something happened, I don't know what but it shits me up. I got tired of trying to find a man and went on the game for a bit." Well at least my suspicions about this whore were confirmed. "When she was little I used to have blokes coming round" she.