Drawing the wetness back up, she begins to tease her clitoris again. ‘Work it honey, work that pussy for me,’ she hears him say. Tugging harder n...w on her nipples, scratching lightly from time to time thinking of his teeth on her, her arousal builds. Knowing that her climax is near, she begins to flick her nails over the tightened nipple. Clamping her legs together she begins to pant and toss her head about. Faster her fingers work on her clit and her nipple until the pleasure melts into one. There was a slight resistance and then a popping, tearing feeling followed by sudden sharp pain. Fatima cried out, but the pain was gone almost before her scream stopped echoing in the secluded clearing. Taimur began to move very slowly in her, getting her used to the entire length of his thick prick inside her tightly stretched little hole.Soon the pain was replaced with increasingly more delicious feelings of pleasure, and Fatima began lifting her ass of the blanket, fucking him back.“You. It was after 5 pm and the hall was deserted. But nevertheless, I was standing here talking to a 6’4” gym rat with his arms bulging out of his tank top and his chest deeply defined beneath the tight fabric, not sure where this was going as I drew my hand back. “I was chatting online to a couple of friends and got a little carried away,” I said. “This class is so fucking boring.” “Yeah.” He smiled. “It is. Must have been some conversation? “Oh. You have no idea.” I offered. “But I really need. In the end, he ended up with three pairs of Levi's 501s, six pairs of Dockers in khaki, marble, gravel, umber, black and Navy blue. To go with those they got him six rugby shirts of different color combinations, six polo shirts, and a good number of button-down shirts with and without collars, in both short and long sleeves.Among his purchases were practical incidentals, such as socks, underwear, and plain white undershirts. He ended up with many more socks then the underwear and undershirts.