Farideh distinctly remembered discussing and agreeing to the rules, but she also remembered French kissing Madhi at the same time, his soft and electr...c tongue, the taste of his lips, and his beautiful black eyes, eyes that were staring into hers, eyes so full of love, so full of appreciation.Her lover! She had hoped for this, hoped and longed for it so badly, and now she knew! Madhi loved her, he truly loved her. His eyes had miraculously become a window into his soul, allowing Farideh to see. He hoped not. His Uncle Max still suffered from the Syndrome.Maybe he was just stiff from lying on the floor. He sat up slowly and looked around. He saw three other bodies - no, other prisoners; they were breathing. At least a couple of the guys had gotten away. He tried to stand, to go over to the others, but he was still too weak.He looked around the room. It was just about what he expected: four bare concrete walls. There was a heavy metal door set in the far wall with a tiny window slot; no. In a way he felt young again because he saw a young creature in front of him. It was a source of infinite power for him. He felt her tongue with his, he felt her tongue, her teeth, her moisture in his mouth. It was delicious."Take of your fucking clothes!" George growled at Sofia as he slid his hands under her sweater and felt her bra that held two of the sweetest melons in the world. They stood glued to each other as she threw down her denim jacket."Get on the desk sweetie" George ordered. It was just an outline of his very large penis hanging there. It was at my eye level and I couldn't help looking at it. He saw me looking so he turned to me and said, "You can touch it if you'd like. Go ahead feel it." Jeff was outside cutting the lawn and I could hear the lawn mower running. I ran my hand over the mound in his pants, then I felt it with my fingers, lightly stroking it. In a soft voice he said to me, "Take it out Sharon." I was newly married and I was anxious to show him what I.