"We can do something else then?" I joke with her. "No no" she smiles "I know Marc wanted some alone time with Zoe and I can't blame him." Yeah he's fi...ally got his confidence!" I laugh "ok I'll teach you" I say with a smile as I rack up the balls. I hand her a pool cue "I'll start then you can go." She simply nods and a line up the white ball and give it a good whack to try and spread the balls about the table as much as I can. "Ok you're turn" I smile to her."Um so what do I do?" She says with. He is well aware that a single call can terminate his job. Karim and I went to factory site which is 60 km from hotel.I wonder that, this Karim try to please me whatever way it’s possible, by carrying my suit case or polishing my shoes etc, but for asking money he never hesitate rather make way to earn max money. He never gives balance of any payment. I can make out that he is poor and clever. He is in mid 50’s.We reach factory, completed my work around 8 pm, by this time I have forgotten &. Unzip and get your cock out. I want to see it again anyway.”He gave me a funny look. Reluctantly he said, “I better before I go off in my jeans.”He undid his belt, unzipped, rose up off the seat and lowered his jeans. His erection sprang up, hard as a crowbar. He cupped his balls in his left hand, wrapped his right hand around his cock and started stroking.I enjoyed this immensely but I got a sore neck from switching my eyes from the road to his cock and then back again. It’s almost like. He stooped to open the black gym bag he had dropped in the hall. Out came the toys: the wide cuffs for her wrists, the wider ones for her ankles, the even wider ones that would fit her thighs. These she saw in the corner of her eyes as he rooted them out of the bag. Other toys, obscene in shape, pleasurable and painful in purpose, joined the growing heap. After a while, he seemed satisfied.He stepped forward, up behind her. She trembled slightly, anticipating glorious pain and pleasure. His.