Clearly this was an invitation, delivered via the Chief of Protocol, to play host to the Emir for dinner. Ramzy El-Najjar offered the expected formal ...nvitation with alacrity; Selima, his present from the Emir, may he live for ever, would please the Emir after the dinner if he had to stand over her with a whip himself.The Emir explained that he had ordered a suite to be built especially to house his pet new project in the Ruby Palace harem and that the co-operation of Ramzy El-Najjar would be. B.S) me kara diya to me bhopal ka ek hostal me rahne lagi or amit ki job bhi bhopal me lag gai thi hmne suhag raat bhi bhopal me hui kyo ki me indore me amit ke saath raat bhar nahi rah sakti thi amit ne bhopal me ek room liya tha jaha vo muje leke gaya us rat amit ne muje bahut pyar kiya us rat mene salbaar suit pehna tha amit ne phle muje gallo pr kis kari ye usne muje pehli bar kis kara tha bahut hi accha laga fir to jese amit ne koi jagah hi nahi bachne di mere jism pr har jagah kiss kari. His short brown hair and woodsy musk are irresistible. He started to rub my leg, sliding his hand underneath my short blue cocktail dress. He brushed my soft blonde hair back, kissed me, and immediately found my clit."Stop." I whispered in his ear. "It's your birthday. I should do something nice for you. I tossed the blanket aside, I stoop up, letting Greg see me in my tight revealing cocktail dress, glittery make-up, my amble chest struggling to stay contained. I took the hairband off my. I needed a wash on my face lest I wouldn't be able to purge out the distracting, gorgeous, face of my nemesis.When I got to the bathroom door, I noticed the light coming from the gap below. Some shuffling sound permeated from behind the door. Someone must be inside. Not wanting to go back to my bed, I leaned over the banister and waited for whomever was inside the bathroom to finish.Then my head was beginning to fuck with me. Molly's velvety moan cut through the silence of the night. I shook my.