I turned to face Lexie, jerking her body against mine with one arm. One hand gripped her behind the neck for a brutal kiss. If this was the game she w...nted to play, we would play it by MY rules. I felt her gasp and pull back slightly, but I held her tight to me, forcing my tongue into her mouth. Her body was tense. She was scared.I loosened my grip on her enough to let her speak. She stared at me in shock. "Papi," she breathed, "What are you doing?" I searched her face hard for disgust,. ‘A Khatun still lives?’ ‘Just because Genghis Khan’s sons were all syphilitic eunuchs and parasites on the empire does not mean his daughters sat around being meek and mild. Ai, a Khatun still lives, my friend.’ The Kara-Khitan turned her head in the direction of the distant screaming which told her that the slaughter of prisoners was still going on. She despised Mongols killing Mongols. She stood still for an instant, a small bronze statue and even the wind appeared unable to touch her. What. I’d be working myself to a dripping wet orgasm as Hank balled me on the TV screen. Last week Hank was away on business, so I decided to watch our video again. As I looked for the tape, I found another one in the closet that I’d not seen before. It wasn’t labeled so out of curiosity I decided to watch it. When the picture came up, I saw a close-up of a woman’s ass and her hands rubbing it. The shot pulled out as her hands started to caress her very hairy pussy. As the shot got wider, the woman. I had to admit she was very charismatic, commanding a room without ever sounding condescending, engaging everyone she knew, from a simple bellhop to the hotel manager, in some kind of conversation. Even a simple greeting made a person smile from ear to ear.Ten minutes later, Dao-Ming made a graceful exit, taking my arm and leading me upstairs to our suite. No sooner did I close and lock the door she was upon me, kissing me deeply as she unbuckled my belt and reached into my pants, firmly.