She blushed, embarassed at her unintentional faux pas, but I reassured her with a smile, and saying: "It is the way we do here in Morocco." Yes, of co...rse," she said, smiling.I greeted Krystian in as friendly a manner as I had with his wife, and though it felt slightly strange (after all, I was going to have sexual intercourse with his wife, with every intention of her getting pregnant by me), and yet, at the same time (if I am honest), I was incredibly excited to do precisely that! As I said. She continued talking with him about it, and he told her how an ex of his used to go nuts when he would clean his cum out of her pussy and ever since has been into it. After talking with her new potential lover she began asking me why I was not into giving her that, I gave her my reasons and the conversation went round and round. Later we decided to have a little fun. We started making out and kissing, and she began moaning how bad she wanted me to fuck her. I of course obliged and began. "I have to keep my legs together now, I don't want this whole taxi smelling like my pussy. But you should know that I want you tonight to be between my legs in so many different ways. My head and heart are already committed, everything else follows helplessly."She hugged him and kissed him again. They pulled up outside her building and got out, tipping the driver generously. She felt the cool night air on her thighs as she got out, a contrast to the hot dampness high up between her legs. She. The place started filling up and the tables were soon full all around us. Everyone was dressed to the nines but no one looked as good as Vicky. She went to the washroom to freshen up and I watched men and some women watch her as she weaved between a couple of tables and disappear into the hallway. I saw conversations stop in mid sentence and the noise level dropped significantly until she disappeared. More than a couple women looked pissed at their dates. I was finished with my steak so I.