He licked his lips greedily at the thought. Perhaps he would telephone one of his new contacts in Istanbul and make arrangements to sell them the girl...when he was finished, but he would see about that. First he wanted to be sure of getting what he wanted. He still hadn't forgotten his mistake with Nisli and Madame Afet months ago when the American girl had been there.He removed from his street clothes the tiny chunk of oily hashish he had bought that morning from a gypsy, and put it into his. The sight of her naked and scent of her love made it feel like his cock grew 10 fold. He grabbed her feet, and started to kiss and lick his way to her sex. Spreading her legs, he licked her. Starting at her anus and to Kari's clit. Rolling it his mouth and sucking it sent Kari into her first orgasm. Her back arched and her thighs clamped onto his head as he introduced his fingers into her. A bead of sweat forming on her ran down her face, as she begged Chris not to stop the the assault on her. When I went back to the gym, every other person said something to me. Mateo was there and he was pissed. I had fucked up his macho image. "You should look at the interview I did with the local news crew. I told them you went easy on me and still won." I want to fight you again in a real match," he demanded."Mateo, I am not a boxer, you will prove nothing by beating up on me. Frankly I have too much to lose by fighting you in a real match. I'm sorry I will tell anyone you kicked my ass, but I. She came nearer to the author, her fingers ached from clenching the book so tightly. Yes, she agreed in thought, he was just as impressive in person as his photo depicted, perhaps more so. His eyes were large and nearly black brown with distinct expressive lines about their shape. And between his perfectly shaped brows were those lines she positively adored from the pictures she’d seen, a new one with each book but always was worn his signature fedoras. Then his mouth she discretely as.