...........this feels so good uuuhhhhhh" she moaned "Looks sooo good uuuhhhhhh It looks soooo good too hhhh uuuhhhhhh" then she stopped and got off sa...ing she couldn't do this anymore. I was not ok with it but I wasn't about to make her do what she didn't want to do. Good thing anyway cause jacob had returned right after she just got dressed! She then winked at me and looked at my covered hard cock as she left the room to go back upstairs. If jacob had caught us we both would have been In deep. I was perplexed but I pretended not to display intimacy still. She was on her own way.As scheduled, I flew to Pokhara and she was there in the airport to receive me. We hired cab and left for her apartment. She prepared perfect masala tea and we both sipped it. The aroma of ginger was high.“Perfect with the ginger blend”, I acclaimed her.“Its good for Mr. Romantic.”“What about Ms. Romantic?”She didn’t respond but poured another cup of masala tea and we were sipping the next round, while she got. Just to get in his car and let give him another raging hard on and suck all that sweet cum out of him for dessert. Even our telephone conversations would drift into a sexual tone. I could not believe no one suspected anything between us. I should have won an Oscar for those many performances pretending not to notice him. Not to crave touching him, hearing that voice, seeing that tall strong body and wanting my lips and hands all over it.He would do sexy little things that would drive me crazy.. Then I saw them joking and laughing, the stylist squeezed both of Ayesha’s boobs asking her if she had gotten a boob job. She just laughed, telling him not to ask silly questions.By this time, my mind had stopped working and my dick had started ruling my body.I saw the stylist make a parting in Ayesha’s hair from the top of her right eyebrow straight across and curving down behind her ear. He took out a straight razor and at first he shaved under her thick brows to shape them. Then he got close.