Kyaa mastt khusboo aa rhi thi….Fir apne hathon se uski choot ko failayaaa…Kya masttt choot thi uski…Gulabi ek dum….Choot ko failakar main apna...muh uske paas legaya…Or uski choot ko aise chumne lga jaise uske hont hon wo…Mmmmmmhhhmmmmm….Avantikaa-“Bhaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii…Aaaaaaaaaahhh…Uuuuuuuffffffffffff….Yee kyaaa kr rhe ho…..Jannaatt mei hu mei to….Mmmmmhhh…”Wo apna hath se mere sar ko apni choot mei dabane lgi…Fir maine apni jeebh uski choot mei daal di or andar tak chatne. She was a little surprised when they left the Throne Room, but pleased that they would not be surrounded by his advisors."What can I do for you today?" asked the Emir when they were seated comfortably in his study and Sharon's bodyguard had been escorted away. He had been a little surprised that neither they, nor she, had objected to that."You said you would consider what else you wanted after you were rid of the man from the restaurant company. I wondered if you had come to any. The boy was getting aggressive with his sisters, and the mom was a Beta, so even though she was a wolf, she couldn’t enforce discipline on a male with Alpha potential.Mattie and I drove up to the village in Canada and met with the elders and the parents. It turned out that the fourteen-year-old boy was very smart, did well in school, and was good at ranch work. He was even able to ride horses that had not been conditioned to tolerate wolf scent.We got two motel rooms, and Mattie took the boy in. Her tummy jumped with excitement. She could feel it pulsating against her. She knew she would feel that same pulse inside her soon. Going to a place inside her that he touched so well. So tenderly. Unconditionally. And with respect. She reached to her cleavage and took a peach rose petal and smiled as she placed it on his forehead. She tilted her head to the right a little and placed her lips on his. Softly kissing him. Brushing his lips with hers. He responded. Their lips began a slow.