For the first time, she thought, Fatima saw a slave in the Arab region with her plump mons veneris neatly thatched with the same lustrous black hair a... grew on her head. Also this was a very desirable woman by any standard of beauty, provided the beholder liked his women with some flesh on her bones.Addressing her from a safe distance, Fatima asked, "If I take off your gag will you promise not to bite or scream?"A violent shake of the head told Fatima that she had an uphill fight even to talk. To sort of finish off this dialogue that we’d had, I did, at a later time, ask John if he would give up Carol if I gave up Sally so that just the two of us could live and have sex together for all time? It was asked obliquely as a pure hypothesis and his answer was an unequivocal yes. So it was me put into the quandary but I wouldn’t budge in giving up either Sally and Carol just for John, even though I loved having him fuck me and of me fucking him. But, I was at this present time, stuck up. In the same way that you stare at loud people in a normal bar, or the over amorous in the cinema, we couldn’t take our eyes of the couple on the table. They moved on from cunnilingus fairly quickly until the guy decides to have full on sex with her on the pool table. It was like watching porn but live, and boy was it hot. At first we were embarrassed watching, turning away every time they caught our eye until eventually it became comfortable to just watch. I noticed out of the corner of my eye. At 26 years of age she was a college graduate with an MBA and thought she had enough life experience to avoid being suckered, but that was evidently not the case. She was staying with her mother while she waited for her new executive level, river view condo downtown to become available. In addition to enabling her to spend some time with her family, visiting the old neighborhood also gave her a good opportunity to rub her success in everyone’s face, something she had been looking forward to for.