Would Tina think I was just another pushy guy because I wanted to fuck her soon?Tina didn't say anything. She looked over to where some other patrons ...ad come in. I let my eyes follow hers and turned to get a better view. The patrons were boisterous, but I didn't recognize them, even after studying them for a bit."So, do you want to pick the menu for Tuesday?" Tina asked when I'd turned back to her."Sure."The conversation moved on to food and what might or might not be in my capabilities. I. The pressure of what was happening was obviously getting to us all and the pool tournament was a much closer affair than I expected, but eventually the extra drinks took their toll and Rob lost on a very close black ball game. He took himself off, and I thought that maybe this was a step too far when he hadn't reappeared in twenty minutes. Alan, Andy and I were about to give up and accept that this was too much when Rob reappeared. He said that he had to get his head around it all, but a bet. So I told her exactly what I wanted her to do. I whispered, "I want you to fuck me like you were a dirty whore”. I reached up and slid my hands under her crumpled up nightgown and began to squeeze her small breasts."Oooh I'll be glad to baby. I thought you'd never ask." she said as she slowly lowered herself down onto my twitching cock. As the hard shaft slid inside her once again she threw her head back and let out a soft moan. I continued to squeeze her tiny hard nipples harder and. ”K-T needed five seconds to parse that, but this time she did rather well.“I have recorded this vehicle’s license plate twice at the Hittin mosque. There may be a relation,” she said.“Oh, really? I wish I could remember that guy’s name. We’ve been introduced, but...”“The vehicle is registered to one Abdulrahim bin Musa.”“Yeah, that doesn’t really ... Wait ... bin Musa. So ... son of Musa?”“I am unable to parse that statement.”“Abdul! That guy is called Abdul. Short for Abdulrahim. And he’s the.