The heavy displays in Arabic defined the avenue as more cosmopolitan. The street throbbed with shoppers. A steep incline forced Tariq to move back on ...is seat, thereby tightening his kurta uncomfortably. He jerked it free of his weight. While doing so he dropped his Qu’ran. ‘Don’t crack,’ he thought, while picking it up and kissing it.They came to a residential community hidden among tall date trees soaking the sun. Along the road, thick cement walls girdled the properties. Only the rooftops. She had no idea where she had parked her car. She wandered around looking for any kind of familiar landmark. It was only by accident that she noticed John's truck. Her kids were gathered around it loading the motorcycles onto a trailer. It was hard to believe that those were her kids wearing black leather outfits that made them look like some sort of modern day gladiators. They looked so strong and confident.Turning away, Vicki spotted her car at the other end of the parking lot. She raced over. He rubs his cheek against my pantyhose covered legs then starts to lick them. I can feel the pressure and the wetness of his tongue as he goes back and forth between my right and left legs, his hands gripping my hips, slamming his cock into my ass as hard and deep as he can. His pace slows as he runs out of steam, neither of us any closer to release. He is sweating hard, water dripping from his nose and his chin just as the rain outside drips from the eaves and downspouts. Every so often a drop. "You may call me mistress Debra, do you understand?" Yes Mistress Debra." Good boy! I want you to remove the pump from my foot, do youunderstand?" Yes, Mistress Debra." he answered."Good Boy!"Jim removed the shoe to reveal the most beautiful red toenails encasedin the sheerest suntan hose he had ever seen!"You want to smell them don't you Jim?" Yes mistress!" Good Boy!"The bartender was becoming very aroused at this point, because she hadseen this before...Jim lifted his new mistresses nyloned.