.. Are you not a man of hot blood, a man of strong passion? Is that not how you came to be here in the first place? Perhaps you will have a different ...iew about the camel in time."He realized that Dilantro was looking at him anxiously, waiting for some sort of reaction."It is, I hope, a female camel?" Why yes sir, it is. Her name is Mathilda. But the men would be equally happy with a male camel, I imagine."This was too much. It was enough to turn his stomach. He nodded curtly to his. She had a lean frame with flesh protruding from the right spots. Her aversion towards wearing excessive make-up and her shoulder-length dark curly hair made her appear as a person that would embrace her youth forever, a trait that Brendon admired. She had a strand of purple-colored hair that fell down to her nostril. She was the personification of the perfect feminine silhouette on a canvas. She wore a maroon spaghetti top that accentuated her feebly visible cleavage. Her round John Lennon. I could feel there eyes burning into me then as I reached my floor I made sure my coat opened at the front so they could all see my stocking tops as I walked to Toms office right until the lift door shut too.I could sense there lust for me as expected Tom was surprised and we had sex twice on his desk.We decided not to have c***dren as we wanted to live life to the full we have lots of holidays abroad a nice house so life is really great. I was home on the morning when a letter arrived. As you start to undress, I ask you to shut the door, but you tell me no, “No one will be up here anyways and we’ll know long before they get close.” I nod and watch, as you take the rest of your clothes off. You lay down on the bed next to me; I can see that your cock is already hard, when you tell me “Ride it baby.” Right away, I straddle your cock, squeezing it with my pussy, before starting to ride you hard. It isn’t long before you’re egging me on, causing one orgasm after another. I try.