So? Ready to see what I did to your room?”“Fascinated,” I said as Lia opened the door into her vision of a modern boudoir. “And that’s a lot...of pink,” I said, the bubblegum pink drapes out across the back wall.“Tell me that’s not me?”“No, it’s you, and it’s a lot of you.”Lia smiled. “Girly enough to make a boudoir set different? Something to make a splash with?”“It’s certainly that,” I said, trying not to think about splashing in the Jismissary as I held Lia in my arms, taking in all the. I take the soap and put some on my fingers before slipping two of them deep inside your ass. You turn around and bend over pressing your shoulder against the wall to hold you up. You pull your buttocks apart for me and I aim my cockhead against your anus. I gently push my cock inside of you with one long slow stroke. When I’m buried inside of you, you start to stroke your clit. I wait a few moments for you to get used to my cock being inside of you and when I feel you push back into me I know. Their parents had forbidden them from going out with me. I had already reserved and paid for the rental of a limousine. I’d had to use my corporate checking account to get around the age restriction. I wasn’t asked many questions after they had the check. Oh well, I would probably have to eat the money or go to the dance stag. This news shouldn’t have been shocking to me, but it still hurt. If I had a daughter and she was interested in going out with someone who had been involved in as many. We talked for a while on various subjects, which totally confused me. The sultan shook my hand while looking me in the eye and thanked me for his life, then left the room. I was surprised that he had a recognizable british accent. Most of his entourage left with him, leaving only two men behind. I was gestured to sit at a small side table with the gentlemen.One of them spoke. "The sultan was not wearing a seat belt at the time of the incident. Had the vehicle rolled he undoubtedly would have.