Even though he completed the many years of arduous study and training, he never believed school or education in general helped anyone. He remembered h...s training as a fierce burden. He believed that academia, especially the type which concentrates only on Allah, His Prophet, and the Prophet’s writings was downright boring and insulting. He compared such training to water dripping from a faucet or hearing a clock making its slow revolutions around and around a faded dial. But he had acquiesced. As we kissed, Tasha took my cock in her soft hand. She gently stroked my shaft, to bring it back to life. She trailed kisses down my stomach as she moved closer to my cock.She reached the base of my cock, and the head and shaft rested on her face. She sucked my balls into her mouth. A moan escaped me as she sucked my balls, they made a popping sound as she released them from her mouth.She licked me all the way up my shaft, as tasted Nadine’s juices that coated it. She savoured the taste of her. She let out a gasp, her eyes getting a naughty glassy look to them. "In that, dear heart," he rumbled in her ear, "we have a commonality." Did-did you want to continue, Master Higzashi?" she asked, her voice full of lust."If you want," he responded, giving her a kiss.He felt her body slide back down his own body, her hot tongue slithering a burning line back to his throbbing length. That amazing tongue of hers wrapped around the shaft, constricting to a pleasant tightness that made him moan as. I therefore decided it would be best to put her to bed. Carrying her up the stairs I looked down at her gorgeous face and even nicer body as I entered the bedroom. The bed was unmade and the room was strewn with clothing including bras and panties. A typical single girl I thought. I lay her on the bed and she moaned before appearing to fall back to sleep.Now any nice man would have left her on her bed and gone home. But I am not a nice man really, not when it comes to taking opportunities.