"Well?" Maisie whispered as I removed my coat and shoes. "May I press it?" I barely thought before nodding and she grinned, wickedly. "Just one thing,... Maisie warned as she pulled out a red object from her pocket. "I need you to be blindfolded." She looked at my eyebrows rising and she licked her lips. "She has a few scars from ... well I need you to if you want to get on with it!"I sighed. "But that's..." I started, but she slipped the padded cotton over my eyes."Don't be a baby," she warned. Balls pure muh me le liye. Fir lund ke top ko toungue se chata aur fir pura lund muh me le liya aur jam ke choosa. Akshay ke muh se äaahhh »nikal raha tha. Fir me uske saamne bed se neeche utar ke khadi ho gayi. Wo utha aur bed par khada ho gaya.Me fir se uska lund muh me le liya aur choosne lagi. Wo mere baal pakad ke mera muh chod raha tha. Fir wo bolne laga “choos aur choos komal, tu expert hai choosne me. Sania randi to choosti nai. Aur maza de komal. Tuje me no. 1randi banaunga”ye sun kar. As we sat outside at the small bistro, sipping sweetened tea, Hanna was showing me pictures she had taken of some of their sight-seeing around Rabat. I tried to concentrate on the images she showed me, and to listen to her enthusiastic appraisals of the architectural details of the various places they'd gone to, but whenever I looked up into her face, the only thing that registered, truthfully, was how much I ached to fuck her!I kept being amazed at how relaxed and comfortable Kristian was. She unpacked her things and sat down on the bed. How can she find the man of her dreams then have thing go berserk all in one weekend? She knew that if their love were to grow she would have to be comfortable with his job to. Now, that seemed impossible. She held her face in her hands, crying. What was she going to do now?”She must have fallen asleep crying, because when she awoke her pillow was wet. Nevertheless, she had the words of a poem running through her mind. Sometime words came to her.