Not many would mess with Rawer. He stood close to seven feet tall, which was tall even in his country. Here in the Arab world, he was a giant. Not a s...rawny rack on which people hung their furs and animal skins - but seven feet of muscle and sinew and sheer battle ready reflexes. Still, someone had the gall to tail him. The market in the kingdom reeked of lamb, beef, a melange of spices, perfumes, flowers and tobacco smoke. A camel could be heard barking in the distance, its bark interspersed. Kiki took it.“I’ll make sure none of Jean-Michel’s very helpful staff barge in,” Pilar stepped out of the room, closing the door behind her.Kiki laid the shirt down, kicked off her sneakers, and stripped out of her pants. “Nick, what’s going on with you and Pilar. You guys are acting really weird. Is she your girlfriend now or not? I keep thinking she must be, but I really can’t tell.”“She is,” said Nick after a pause.Kiki stripped off her t-shirt and reached back to unhook her bra. “Then what. “Can’t wait to see you beautiful” she read from Jace.“Then come over!” she replied. He walked down to the end of the block, up a block and a half, and walked over to her house. They lived so close, and it was super easy to sneak to the back of her house and in through the back door. She greeted him at the door with a deep kiss. He kissed her deeply back, and pulled her in close. She could feel him becoming erect. She could also feel herself getting damp. They had the same effect on each. She had broken her hymen with a hand lotion bottle. Since, she had ridden perfume bottles, before buying her vibrator. Her father was not that much bigger if at all than some of the things she had tried. But the sensation of him entering her was intense beyond any of those, and he triggered small ripples of pleasure every time he slid even the littlest bit more into her!And he was definitely sliding deeper and deeper into her!!! She knew she was almost all of the way down, but she was not.