Fir humlog fresh hoke bahar dinner karne gaye aur fir wapis aa gaye. Kyuki main akele rehta hoon toh mere paas bedroom mein sirf ek queen size bed hai... Fir humlog idhar udhar ki baat kiye. Fir woh puchne lagi, “Girlfriend hai tumhari?”Main sharmate hue bola, “Nahi didi.” Woh has ke boli, “Sharmao mat ab bade ho gaye ho. We should be more like friends. Beer pite ho?” Fir maine bola haan toh boli, “Kyun nahi pehle bola? Ghar pe bas mat btana main bhi piti hoon. Kal shaam ko bar and restro mein. I forgot everything around me: where I was, who it was who made such great love to me and how deep we were stuck in this shit.I let him recover on top of me with his semi-hard cock still buried in my pussy for several minutes. Until he started to really keep me from catching breath. He slipped out of me and uncuffed my wrists. I didn't need to say a word. He looked with a pleasant smile on his lips down to me and gave me a gentle kiss. He laid down right beside me and I curled up in his arms. To prove his point John guessed, he began to yell at any vendor in ear shot. Pharaoh made an effort to buy at least something from every near by vendor with minimum haggling. After perhaps 20 minutes they were through and their cart was weighed down with all sorts of random food, clothing, blankets, even a leather breastplate. Once through the market square they were able to continue without molestation. Soon they returned west in front if the main gatehouse to the inner city. While the area. It was like all my dreams were coming true as he slid his tongue softly into my mouth, and I returned the gesture readily. Just then, he pulled away and asked me breathlessly, "When can we meet somewhere alone?" I was silent for a minute, quickly thinking about what I had planned for the next couple of days. "Thursday," I told him, "I can meet you Thursday afternoon after work." He smiled and we kissed some more, but we knew we had to get back to work. As I walked back to my desk, I was the.