"You don't want to be here with me?" she said in a voice that every male recognizes by the time he's ten years old. It's that voice that means you hav... offended the girl, and she can't believe it, and she's trying to get you to admit it, so she can scream at you.He tried to cut that off. "Come on Amy, are you telling me you really looked forward to being on this "date" with me tonight? Am I your 'type' Amy?" He was trying to turn it back on her."Of course not," she sniffed. "but that doesn't. My eyes travelled down her body I just couldn't help myself she was wearing long mans shirt her boobs were huge and as I looked I noticed her nipples hardening my reaction was an instant hard on I just couldn't stop it I wanted to turn away and stop looking but I my eyes were riveted to her hoping she would somehow move her shirt up a bit so I could see if she was wearing any underwear as I watched she stretched in bed her t shirt rose up "oh my god" I thought " just another couple of inches. Uncomplainingly, yet disappointed she hadn’t anticipated this, perhaps even taken defensive action though what that might have been she wasn’t sure — she felt the finger trace a feather light path beneath the overhanging top, around her waist, onto the side of her tummy, then further still, until a finger found the recess of her navel.She tensed it angled out, and wormed its way inside. She bit her lip. She eased back from her husband lest he feel the intrusion and enquiringly turn, which she. For a while they simply eyed one another. Khozem then asked:“Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat? Maybe some kitchra or biryani or meat kabobs?”“No thanks, I ate on the flight,” replied the Imam.“How was the flight? Pleasant, I hope.”“Very nice indeed. Great service. They fed me very well, although I’m not sure what I ate,” he laughed.“You’ll soon get used to your native foods. How do you like Mecca so far?”“I’m anxious to see more of it. Maybe you could show me around.