When the remains of sleep and the uncleanness of free dreaming had been abandoned for another morning, he dried himself with a towel and donned his ku...ta and turban.He spread his prayer cloth towards Mecca. He tried with great difficulty to concentrate. Each time he prostrated he thought about Rashida and her nude face. He was certain he did not dream of her, but she filled his thoughts before bed and now again while whispering Allah’s words. He tried to forget her by reciting the verses more. She'd never do anything to Caesar; she probably loved him more than he did. She was just going to drive such a wedge between Tony and Caesar that he'd have to get rid of the animal. Ever since they got Caesar, she'd go and watch him earn his keep any time another breeder would show up with a mare. Her pussy would get wet. Her sizable nipples would harden. She'd discreetly as possible rub them against the top rail of the fence while she watched the show. Watching Caesar's. “Make sure that you get it all,” Sara said in her sexy voice, “I could get used to you being my cuck.” I licked for fifteen minutes and again I got every drop, I said to her, “I like being your cuck and I could get used to this as well baby.” We went to shower together and I fucked her like crazy in the shower before we snuggled on our bed and cuddled. “So, do you like being my cuck?” Sara asked, “Do you like me dominating you?” “Yes baby I do,” I replied, “I like you ordering me to lick. "We'll need to take care of that." And how are we supposed to take care of it?" She asked in a timid voice."I'll just have to give you an enema." A what?" An enema. It's like a douche except for your ass. Now get undressed and lay down on your bed." Okay, if I must." You must, it'll make you'll feel better."I watched out of the corner of my eye as Leslie shimmied out of her pants and shirt. I grabbed my bag, and peeked my head out the door. When I saw that the hall was clear, I made a quick.
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