Her eyes narrowed as she felt his hands come up to close around the neck of the robe, wrenching it, tearing it apart to reveal the bouncing, red-tippe... globes of her breast and arched her back further, locking her ankles behind his back feeling his hot mouth suckle at her. ‘Mmmmm! Just like this, Ma’heer… Now make me come and then come with me… Come with me, my lord!’ Ma’heer felt his balls tighten, his eyes locked with hers, his hands holding her still as he felt her muscles spasm around him,. I felt all the vains in it while doing this. She spread her legs and said fuck me you bastard. I crawled up between her legs and with her help worked the head of the rubber dick into her. She hooked her feet behind my ass and forced me to ram it home in a single thrust. She screamed then moaned. I didn't dare move. Are you OK I asked? She said yes now move your ass. I started out moving in and out like if I where fucking her with my cock. She said look dickless you have plenty of meat down. Further. Goin' down smooth. Oh yes, that felt nice!As if he had tripped an unseen switch, the cock slowly began pumping in and out of him. In, all the way up to the hilt, withdrawing just about all the way out, then sliding in again. Oh yes, it was pressing his button, his prostate, just as he liked it. In, out, repeat. Yes!He felt a rush of intense pleasure, of ecstasy, of consummation. It had never been this good before. Never. And why should that be so damn surprising? It was his own cock. While you sleep, I’ll have a swim. Remember, this heat means I’m home.’ She was already drowsing when he left. It was easy in Arab Street to have a shave and a massage before going to the tailor’s for a fitting. Dressed in the new clothes, Peter looked in the mirror to see a well-dressed almost handsome, tall, muscular Australian male. From there he returned to Ashi’s to check the sari had left and to see if his order from the jeweller had arrived. It seemed to take forever to get back to.