I didn’t care what relationship was going on. I had her as my mom, my friend and my lover. She again hugged me and asked me if i loved her. I told h...r that i was ready to die for her. She was so touched by this words that she tried to kissed me on my lips but i told her about the rules i knew my mom wanted to have sex with me. She didn’t want me to carry this guilt with me. But i knew i couldn’t carry on without making love to her. I told to meena be ready before 1:00pm because we have to sign. ..I told you it bothers you? She took a little time to answer and at the end, you see that by the fever or whatever it was he said no, then I looked at the guy I gave him a sign of approval so he could continue, he did not think much and began to caress him the inner part of my thighs and she began to breathe a little more excited and I took my cock harder, apparently the black caresses were having an effect, because she opened her thighs all that gave the seats, the black emboldened He. His cleavage. The man struggles to get up. None of this is right. Hedoesn't have tits. He just doesn't. He doesn't have long black hair orthe fancy long nails that made it harder to get into the bottle of Coke.In the visor mirror, he sees his own eyes. But they're framed by darklashes and the trace of eye-shadow.The passport is in his hands next. The Mexican one. It belongs to thegirl in the mirror.Her first name is Cynthia. Her last name is the same as Fernando's.Fernando chuckles. "It's so. ”Elaina planted a scorching kiss on his mouth, her hands clutching fistfuls of his hair. Aran thought she was going to mount him right there, but she pulled back, panting. “Give them hell, my love, and come back to us, alright?” Her words echoed Amina’s.Aran rested his forehead against hers. “I will. I’ll be on the Plane right on full dark every night, unless it’s not safe to do so.”She kissed him one last time before hurrying off to prepare for her journey, leaving Aran to walk the halls.