He looked like he could be a native of Indonesia or Philippines, she was thinking to herself. He had dark skin, with dark straight hair that covered h...s forehead. He had grabbed her heavy bag pack and was about to put it in the back of his truck before she stopped him and took the bag pack inside the truck with her. She could not risk losing the bag pack in these bumpy roads and some of the electronics she had in there were not water, or impact resistant. Once they were on the road she had. It was good to be the Prince!Friday Morning June 13When I woke up Friday morning with Belen’s naked body warm and available in my bed I was inspired, in a very “taking” mood, sexually and socially. Belen was the woman I knew who could enjoy such a mood the most. So I enjoyed her, taking her body quickly with some playful extras thrown in; I took her missionary position like she was my woman and I was in a hurry. But I did not kiss her, I spent my time talking, telling her how I enjoyed her,. " But Loren said she'd said you were her boyfriend." Loren, whoever she is, must have got the public part of the story. If I tell you some of the rest you've got to promise you won't tell anyone, even Rosalee or Hailey." Why?" You know Kyra's father's reputation?" A little; it sound's bad." If what you've heard is only bad then you haven't heard enough. He can never know what I'm about to tell you and I may never be able to tell you the whole story." Okay, I won't say anything but I don't. As she came, she exhaled sharply, trying to retain some composure but failed as a huge moan left her lungs. “Good girl,” Ryan told her, encouraging her to continue. “I want another. This time, you'll bend over the desk and face the wall.” She nodded. Her head was in a spin from the force of the orgasm that had just ripped through her and she no longer felt awkward before him. She climbed down, not even bothering to adjust her skirt and turned around, bending over the wooden desk. Her bare arse.