I stare at him a little before alerting my eyes away and doing as I was told. Please, please, please. I say, the man not even caring that I was crying...and so scared. He swiped his tongue over his hand and slapped my ass, the pain shuddering my body and my nipples jerking up. Again my ass was punished. Alright, spread that pussy. I sniffed and bit my lip. Please, I dont want to. The man didnt care, he slapped my ass. SPREAD IT. He screamed and my heart dropped. I spread my legs apart, the man. He smiled and she could see the lines crinkling at the corners of his eyes. He stepped closer to her slowly, as if he expected her to shy away. She stood her ground as he stroked her face with the backs of his knuckles and inhaled a soft breath as he cupped one of her tits with the other hand. And just how gracious to you intend to be? She ran her tongue over her top lip as she reached out to stroke his cock through his his clothes. She giggled as she felt him already growing hard. He laughed. ’ Yussef picked him up. ‘I carry you, brother.’ he said. ‘You carry family, I carry you.’ And he did, through great halls and subterranean passages. Peter’s eyelids grew heavier and when we reached the car he slept. He slept all the way back home and he slept back some of his strength. The backseat of the car hummed with love and softly spoken Arabic. My love for Peter, palely sleeping beside with all his fragile strength, was humming along too. Once again he had stepped up and done what had. I felt like a body to him and it was wonderful in the worst way. Some form of coldness numbed over my emotions, any of them that remained, some form of terrible emptiness that made me feel hollow while I was so full of him.I closed my eyes, rolling them with the brutal pleasure, taking it, falling in sickest love, and it seemed like he could go forever. He never once broke his silence during his fucking either, didn’t touch me beyond using my breasts for his leverage and that was a painful.