So when the opportunity to move to Atlanta, Georgia, for the remainder of my studies, I bloody well took it. The campus wanted students with qualifica...ions as good as mine, so they invited me, and even offered to pay for the plane ticket. Honestly, when I received that letter, I was flabbergasted. I called up to agree to move over there from dreary, bleak England, relieved I didn't have many people I was connected to. Of course, there were a few tears from my family when I left for the airport,. In every direction tan buildings wiped out the empty spaces. The tenements along the horizon usurped the sanctity of the sun. Now Khozem had options. He felt encouraged by it. He had control. He could go anywhere. He could change himself. He could be another person. He could put Islam on the back burners and explore. Yet he knew his ultimate fate rested with his father’s position.He wanted Rashida by his side, and no one else. Hence the construction of an unique design: Allah first, Rashida. Then I turn around and he provides me the same treatment. His hard cock pressed against my ass and slips right in. His cock is so big and fills my ass soo good. He plays with my balls while fucking me, a little slower than I would of liked, but he made sure I felt the length of his perfect cock. I pushed back and told him fuck me hard baby, fuck me hard. He listened and started fucking me hard and I came again on the tub floor while he fucked me hard and slapped my ass. He said he was about to. “I’m not in love with her… I just wanna fuck her,” he mumbled.They chatted for a while then McQueen headed to his Cozy Cone.“Hey this is pretty nice,” he said, looking around the spacious interior of the large cone while the door remained open. “Hey Stickers!” Sally shouted as she partly entered his cone without McQueen realizing.“Oh! Woah!!” Both of them screamed from frightening each other. “Damn! You scared the shit outta me.” McQueen exclaimed.“I’m sorry!” Sally apologized for startling.