I can't lose you, Ellie, please do me favor, marry me. It would make me the happiest man in the world if you'd be my wife, and I would work and do my ...est to make sure you felt like you were the luckiest girl alive." That wasn't what I was expecting, then again, I doubt anyone would expect a marriage proposal after only thirty-six hours. I stood there, I felt as though I had been hit by a truck. I decided to speak from my heart, whatever was said, was said, no regrets."Adam," I paused, "I love. Moaning, I felt him move again. And saw he took me into a bedroom. He laid me down on the bed and gently eased onto the bed with me. He kissed down my jaw, lightly nibbling on my neck, enough to make me moan and squirm. While his hand rose to cup my breast. Frustrated, he slipped his hand up under my tank top and squeezed my nipple. I gasped and then felt his hot wet mouth on the other nipple. I then realized he pushed my tank top over my breasts. I moaned softly and pushed his head hard to me.. “H…hi, Mister Kuznetsov; thank you for inviting me.”“What’s this ‘mister’ business? We’re friends; there’s no need for formality!”I glanced up at him as if I was uncertain. “Okay… Ivan.”“Good. Now let me take your bag, and get you something to drink. You still like Pinot Grigio? I have a very nice bottle on ice. Please, sit! Make yourself comfortable.” And he walked off to the solitary bedroom, carrying my bag.I walked around the suite, trying to look uncomfortable and awkward, then sat very. One day, on a non regular day off, I was on the sofa in just my boxers and watching and jerking off watching a porno I never heard Najma coming into my apartment and she walked in to the living room to find me on the sofa, dick in my hand we were both silent with embarrassment. I tried to cover myself, Najma just stood there, shocked for a moment, eyes glued to the TV where a MILF was blowing a guy, she said sorry and left.Later, giving an hour or so, I went across to her apartment and she.