"Look, Cecilia, what's the point of beating yourself off when you could have the real thing? If Farley's prick is anything as big and athletic as the ...est of him, I'm sure it'll satisfy your cunt a lot better than your fingers will." I know, Nell, but even if I wanted to, how would I get him interested? I mean, if I told Farley I was hot for him, he might flip out. He might tell Dad, and suggest that I be hauled off to some nuthouse somewhere." Yeah, but listen. I have a groovy idea. Suppose. Snapping the leash against her flesh one more time, he did not hold back his orgasm and came deeply in her mouth.He enjoyed watching her take it, swallowing all his cum.He ran his hand over her reddened ass. Grabbing onto her thigh he pulled towards him, indicating that she turn her voluptuous ass towards him. He ran his fingertips over the stripes he had raised, and then traced down the crack of her ass. Her legs parted wider for him. He could smell her arousal and felt her wetness as he slid. I inquired to him about my husband and he talked about their job, the climate in Kuwait and other current affairs. But his eyes would never miss to see my boobs or my navel whenever the saree accidentally expose them. He then handed a bag that my husband had given to him to deliver it to me.While giving the bag to me he touched my hand his fingers were feeling the smoothness of my skin. He then said that he had brought lot of jewels and dresses from Kuwait for his wife and said that if I come. The chapel was also part of the wall as well. I noticed as well that there were parapets along the spaces between the buildings. There were no opening into the buildings from those parapets, only ladders to reach them. Since the jungle came within several feet of the walls, it was going to be RPGs to breach them. Even if the government approved it's use, it would be days before heavy artillery could be in place...Holding out in the old monastery was a possibility for sure. Winning was out of.