We locked eyes but she kept going with her friends. I didn’t know if she was a ’special’ lady or not she looked that good. I finished my drink a...d grabbed another. I had to take it easy though, I had a conference 9 the next morning. As I watched an older man approached me asking me to dance with him. I smiled at him and accepted. He was a handsome man probably in his late 40s. His hands were roaming a lot which I did not discourage. I was enjoying his hands on my ass as we danced. I turned to. ” He laughed again. “Well, I didn’t mean to tell you how I became a pirate. I want to tell you about the rape battles on Herma.”Our eyes were once again wide. “I know that word can cause quite a stir,” he said softly, “but that is what they called them. Or, at least, that’s what my universal translator said they called them. Another thing you’ll find out if you live long enough is that sometimes we just don’t have a word that means what the other person is really saying.“Actually, when we first. I figured I shouldn’t have been worried but really I was kind of used to things, it had all happened so slowly. And there were some things I liked. I know I was more sensitive in a lot of ways, especially to smells and touch and subtle sounds. I didn’t mind that.She told me I should buy myself a sports bra if I was going to keep running, at least until she could arrange for a mastectomy. When she said that word I flinched involuntarily, which she noticed. I didn’t want anyone to cut into my. Mera lund chatoge??” he asked. i felt strange but nodded with a smile. He let his cock off his hand and I was about to take it in when he said. “Chato beta, kutte ki tarah, chuso nahi”. I understood. I let my tongue out and started to lick it.I again heard a bunch of shouts from some men, but now I chose to ignore it and enjoy what I was doing. I was licking his cock like a dog or should I say more like a bitch. I reached areas where I couldn’t with my mouth as it was long. Right down his.