Next to her Hamid silently watched.“Marilyn, stop it. We need to talk about this.” I glanced over at Hamid. “You want to adopt a child you can�...t even talk to? He doesn’t speak English, and we don’t speak Arabic! He’s a Muslim, Marilyn. Are you planning to take him to a mosque? This is crazy! I plan to move back home soon. We can’t just smuggle him onto a plane! More importantly, I am fifty-eight years old. You are fifty-nine. We aren’t young. By the time this boy grows up, we will be in our. He fucked me with a deep thrust he gave little pause and pushed his dick deep into my hole. He placed his hands on my butts and spread them more and spanked them very hard I was almost crying in pain due to his deep fucking and his hard spanking and I started begging him to lower his speed but he did not listen to me and increased his speed even more which I was not able to resist and cried out in pain.He stopped spanking and shifted his hands to my navel area he holds my waist and gave me. If she deviated from her course she always returned to it., eyes searching out the few natural landmarks she had memorized in her time there and ticked them off. She knew exactly, precisely where she was going and her running was not panicked, not thrashing and wild. She ran like she had been trained to, tight, controlled with not a movement wasted. She was aware of the burning in her throat, chest and muscles. She could hear her breathing, hard and ragged and she could feel her head getting. When he was done the room under the natural rock was 24 by 15 feet. His bed was in the far rear of the small room. He built a small kitchen area on one side of the front and a sitting area on the other. His bath room was behind the kitchen area. Pete was happy. He had placed a small wood stove in the room for winter heat. He was good to go. The best thing was he only spent about $3700.00 on the building materials for his small room.After the hay was up Pete did not see Fiona as often as he had.