In the end, Helen had chosen a location mainly because of the romance of it all — a fairly roomy first-floor flat in a funny old building facing the...Place Dauphine on the Isle de la Cité. The Place Dauphine itself is a small, bare patch of dirt with a few trees and benches. But it is just behind the Palais de Justice, and from the front windows of the apartment she could see the spire of the Sainte Chapelle. It was an extravagance, in a way, but one she treasured and never regretted.Today, she. Apparently not. She ran a scanner over him, looking carefully at the display. When she found he was not carrying any weapons she reached slowly forward and put her gloved hand on his communications panel. She fiddled with it for a moment and then he heard a female voice in his ear — a voice with a thick, heavy, Martian accent."How much air you got?" she asked him."About fifty minutes," he told her."You'll make it," she replied. "Walk forward from here until you get to the point between pillbox. He smiled in return . HE was a village boy and has no manners how to eat on the table . HE had a pretty good diet and ate like a habshi . ( I like like stront and abedient peaple like sonu and a security guard of mine hostel . I gave him a glimpse of my round , well toned juicy ass and allowed him just to suck my ass in the backyards on saturdays . Because on saturdays we are allowed to have a walk in the backyard late night ) . I served sonu more and he was happy to have it from me .After. ”“It’ll be all over if I do,” I said, my voice becoming hoarse, as I matched her rhythm with my own thrusting.“That’s okay,” she said, speaking a little faster, “I’ll take care of myself afterwards. I want you to watch me.” She was speaking faster, and fucking me a little more vigorously, but she still gave me a mischievous smile, and added, “I want to put on a show for you.”“You’re amazing!” I said.“Do you want me to go faster?” Sonya asked, her voice getting more breathless.“Just keep going.