Uska sharir bahut strong tha aur uska lund kareeb 9 inch ka tha aur kareeb 2 inch mota tha. Main use dekh kar bahut dar gayee. Usne mujhe pakar kar be... par lita diya aur mere upar sawar ho gaya. Pehle usne mere sare sharir ko chooma phir usne mere mammo ko dabaya phir unhe apne mooh main lekar bari bari choosne laga. Ek masti ka ehsaas mere dilo dimag par haavi hone laga. Meri choot main ek masti bhari kharish hone lagee. Mere nipple tan kar khare ho gaye the. Usne apna land meri choot par tika. Four other young black men relaxed on beat up old sofas, all wearing various red items. On the table sat an open switch blade, bricks of cocaine, and a heavy, black handgun.Without a word Margo spun around to bolt out of the room, colliding with D'Marcus. He wrapped his arms around her and heel kicked the apartment door closed. ?This little bitch is named Margo,? he said through a wicked grin. ?She's here to help y'all niggas with some community service.?Margo's heart raced as laughs and evil. I had to apologise to Kritsada as we finished the whisky at the table but he said that he had brought another bottle with him and it was a fitting tribute for two people who enjoyed it so much to send it on its way. We finished off with coffee and Kritsada said that it was late for an old man like him and he should go to his hotel now and be ready for the flight back to Bangkok tomorrow. He kissed Areeya and then Alex and reminded her that she was to accompany him on the Flight. Alex this time. In a few seconds, there was a rap on the door to his private entrance. Marks pressed another button releasing the lock. A short, stout balding man wearing a very expensive suit entered. Marks questioned him."Did you watch the whole thing?"The balding man snickered."Yeah. You were mahavalous, simply mahvalous."Marks had another question."Do you think he bought it?"There was another snicker.--"Yeah, hook, line and sinker."It was spring and fate had delivered me a chance to reclaim Isadora's.