He unclips the cables from my wrists and ankles and, taking my arms behind me, fastens the wrist bracelets together. He points with the prod to an od... looking frame and bids me move over there.The frame is a heavy solid looking wooden rig. It has two large square posts one on either side; each about eight feet tall and six feet apart. Across the top is a horizontal beam of equal size. It looks like a frame for a child?s swing except for an additional post coming from the beam but not reaching. .”“The photos are ... private?” she asked, unruffled.“How’d you know?”She smiled. “You’re hardly the first guy to take racy photos.”“But these pictures are a bit more than just ... um ... racy.”“There’s nothing illegal in them, is there?”I shook my head.“Okay, no problem.”“Um ... are you going to develop them?” I asked. “Not that I mind, but ... they really are ... um ... explicit.”She smiled patiently. “I think I can handle it.”Still, I didn’t want to offend her with some of the shots. On the. Aah ahhha ahhaam aaah aaah aahhm just keep doing it aah aah aaahhh aaaahmOr kuch der baad uska pani bhi nikal gya. And she was relaxed. Main uske upar late gya or use kiss krne lgaR:- mere husband ne kbhi aisa kuch nhi kiya. I really enjoyed it. And we started kissing again. Mera lund fir se khda ho rha tha. And she said “I can’t wait any more, just do it, fuck me”.Maine uski taango ko apne kandho pr rkha or apna lund uski chut pr rkha. Ek dhakka mara lund thoda sa ander gya. She cried ” slowly. They were all seated down by the table as Mrs Aziz was serving up. They all lived in the same apartment building. Aisha lived in the second floor with her mom and her dad was also in Mecca right now for his pilgrimage. Fatima lived on the 3rd floor and Noor lived on the 4th floor. The two other girls often joined Aisha for dinner but at night they went back alone to their apartments. Overall all 3 Arab girls were very close friends and backed each other up, especially when they got taunted by.