She was always and still very beautiful in Ahmad's eyes. And he always loved to take his mother in holidays and went to Masbeero street (Corniche el N...l, and in English Nile Corniche) in Cairo, and sat with her in front of the most beautiful River Nile and remembered the book Maqamaat el Seyooty (Maq?m?t al-Suy???) and the famous singer Mohammad Abdul-Wahab's songs about the River Nile like: El-Nahr El-Khaled (The Immortal River) and El-Neel Nagashy ( River Nile is an Abyssinian Emperor).Fatima. Mi tasech thoda vel thamblo and tila kiss karu laglo …Mag ticha pain kami zala and mag halu halu mi aat baher karu laglo tashi tila hi majja yayla lagli .. Ahhhaaaa adityaaa aajun aat taak yesss ahhhh…. Ummm …. Halu halu mi speed vadhvla and tiche balls hi press karu laglo…. Ahhaaa ahhhaaa hmm adityaaa yesss um …. Tiche pani galale tri ti ordat hoti….. Doghe ghamane bhijlo hoto…. Umm yesssss adityaaa ahhhaaa ase mhnun ti punha galali. .. Aata mazi paali hoti… Mi position change keli and tila. ’ Cathy leaned forward and gave her father a kiss on the cheek, her more-than-ample cleavage showing under the lacy blouse she wore. He couldn’t help notice she wore no bra, although her tits stayed in place, they were dark like her, with big, dark nipples. Steve shook his head and tried to regain his focus. ‘Daddy – Carreigh and I are lovers. We have been for a few months.’ Steve nodded, his suspicions had been confirmed. He thought he should say something, but he decided to wait and let Cathy. She stayed a single night and moved on as soon as she had breakfast the following day. Along the way she stopped to take snacks from farms, but was careful to adhere to the protocol of taking only one piece of food from any place she stopped. Still, she traveled well-fed, eating breakfast and dinner with whoever hosted her for the night and munching on fruit and raw vegetables throughout the day as she walked.In spite of choosing a route to minimize the chances of running into someone who’d.