That’s why I need somebody to find me a camel. So I can see whether or not we can stun the filthy thing!”“Oh ... yeah, I get it. Some of those r...bels ride camels, don’t they?”“Yeah, and they carry AK-47s and RPGs. So ... we need to know.”“Wait a minute! If we can’t stun the camel, at least we’ll knock the rider out of the saddle!”“I guess, but imagine us getting run over by a stampede of pissed-off, spitting camels!”“Okay, boss. I guess if we accidentally kill it, we can always grill it and eat. She still didn’t know what had possessed her to take him to her private spot, she hadn’t even taken Sue or Annie to it. His reaction to it had made her feel good, he hadn’t been lying about it either, and she had seen the look in his eyes as he had taken it all in. No one could pretend such obvious pleasure. Which brought her mind around full circle, the pleasure she had felt in being held in his arms, and feeling the excitement of his mouth and how it had sent all those little electrical. ” I give the young man a generous tip, and my complements to the chef. Where we’re alone we lie down on the chaise lounge and start to make out. The lovely city view is wasted on us because our universe stops just beyond what we can touch. “I have a surprise for you to.” We look up at each other . “I remember something about you as well, come with me.” We go inside and close the doors behind us. Inside she turns to me and says, “strip”. I eagerly comply. When I’m down to my underwear. Very wet. I slid the fingertip through the opening of her lips, pushing them further apart, then dragging the wetness to the back of her cunt. She let out a cool, harsh breath. Whack, whack. She took her time again, recovering or hoping I'd play with her again. Finally, she said "Number nineteen, please." Nineteen was back on the crease, pretty hard. I didn't want her ass cooling down. I used the handle of the hairbrush to push apart her cunt lips. I pushed the edge of the handle down, rubbing.
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