-- THURSDAY, JANUARY 10, 2008 --Rania got off work at 5pm, but she didn’t take the subway into Manhattan. Instead, she went home to have dinner with...her parents, although she texted me to text her when I was done with my work obligations so that she could meet me at my hotel.I was relieved that she still planned to meet me at the hotel. After last night’s conversation, I wasn’t entirely sure if I’d ever see her again. And I still didn’t know how she’d act around me once we DID meet up. But. But he was soon enthralled with thesensation of moving. That continued for a while until Alan started fussingagain. Then Sam handed him back to me. In my arms, with my smell, hereturned to contentment.Mitty asked me how it felt not to be carrying that extra weight. I laughedand told her I would tell her in a few days. But I was very sore now andwasn?t going to be moving around much. So, no soccer for a few days. Shelaughed.By this time, I was tired again, and I think Alan was tired. I glance down at my pants—flowing like the door guard, and made of some material like guaze—didn hide much, virtually see through. I grin a bit—at least I still got that big dick. Reaching around and scratching mt right ass cheek a bit, I felt my hairy ass—thankfull that's still there as well. I have no idea what has happened, or whay I can't seem to remember much—but it does appear that Im a fucking prince ! Holy fuck. The rapping at the door returns, and I walk over to open it. It's Charles,. The head was swollen and dripping juice. His penis felt almost hot and Sara almost had a new orgasm. She licked the tip of his cock, tasting the clear juice coming out of it. Sara opened her mouth and took Mike’s penis as deep as she could.It felt amazing. Mike could see Sara’s head moving, she could hear her moaning, and his pleasure was increasing, until he couldn’t hold it anymore.“I’m cumming, sweetie”, he moaned.Sara did what she always did: she kept sucking, thirsty for that big, thick.