Maine bhi socha ki aaj nahi to kal didi mere lund ke neeche to aayegi hi…tabhi iska hi badla loonga.Sohte sochte main so gaya.Agle din sab kuch norm...l tha. Didi gher ka kam kar rahi thi. Mujhe chai di aur wapis apne kaam main lag gayi..maine bhi pichali rat ke baare main koi baat nahi ki. Fir main thodi der ke liye baher chala gaya…maine socha isi bahane kuch mood bhi frsh ho jayega. Fir sochenge ki kya krna hai aage.maine kafi der tak baher idher udher ghoomta raha. Fir wapis lauta gher to. She sat up, bent over, grabbedher opened legs and started licking all around hersweet cunt and when she put her tongue into her cunthole, I almost came I was so turned on. I put my fingerinto her asshole and she went crazy tongue fucking herown pussy and it didn’t take long before she floodedher own mouth with her own pussy juice and I had hercum three times before I had her stop. She grabbed me, put her tongue in my mouth and thenthanked me profusely for letting her eat her own pussyso I. Emily (Emmy) Morton. Née Maya Algafari.Turned out I didn’t need a Syrian translator. I answered the assistant’s questions; Where is Maya from? Flipping through my notes, not wanting to waste my government’s time... “Deir ez-Zor.”“Good. Ad-Deir. Algafari means she’s an Arab, almost certainly Muslim. So you need an Arabic translator. Not Kurdish, not Armenian. Certainly not Turkish. Arabic.”So, Lely Nasri. She’d been in this country almost 30 years. Taught ceramics at the Kansas City Art. May slides off the desk, walks up to the stranger and offers her hand by way of introduction. 'What can we do to put a smile back on your face?' she innocently asks. He stalls and looks from Jon who hangs up the phone, to May, mentally finishing off the buttons she hadn’t already opened and back to Jon. 'What’s on the table?' he asks and Jon, without thinking quips 'she is'. She can't believe he’s just done that. They had talked before about inviting in another man but how dare he offer her.