I am not even from his country.I marry Aman to try to get back to America. He is alone with me in a room that looks like it belongs in Trump Tower. He...is gorgeous, tall and Arabic. He wants me. "Blue Eyes." He calls me and he sits against the wall on silk pillows that are pink and mint green. He looks as if he is some beautiful doll there. I never saw a man so gorgeous in all my life with his dusky skin and brown eyes. His hair is black as a crow's wings. "No." I say. I stand up from where I. We’d be willing to give them the mixers at cost and come up with the drinks and sponsor the wet t-shirt contests.If we were doing it in Daytona they were all for it and the nicest hotel gave us a floor of rooms with the cost picked up by the city. They were quick to figure out that if they said ‘no’ to us that we had the money and the show to walk into Fort Lauderdale and have them get our offer and they didn’t want that. There would be a lot of planning to work out but we had plenty of staff. We were ushered to our table and the waiter came over. He was new. Tall with dark hair and intense blue eyes. He was very attractive and he couldn't seem to take his eyes off me. "Good evening," he said. "My name is Bradley." Then he looked directly at me and boldly said, "I will be taking care of you tonight."I blushed and looked down at the menu, not believing the audacity of the guy, especially since you were sitting very closely next to me. You squeezed my thigh and I looked up at you.. And then she released her cunt from my fingers. And she opened her eyes with a great relief. I saw her and then made her lie on the floor, which was carpeted, while lying she told in my ears, “KK please complete me”…I slowly lifted her skirt and went down and saw her chooth…which was glittering with her juices. I lay myself there and held her thighs and put it around my shoulders and started to smell, wow was smelling fresh and intoxicating, slowly went near and blew air in her cunt, and slowly.