"Snapping out of my reverie, I saw the bikini girl sitting on the next stool, cigarette poised in her slim hand, waiting for a light. With a sudden sh...w of complete calm, I dropped my Zippo on the floor, putting a nasty dent in the tip right corner, the first dent in the previously pristine lighter."Sorry about that, I was thinking."Carefully, I opened the lid and flipped the thumb-wheel and ... nothing. Quickly I flipped it again, and again, and ... still nothing. I looked up to see the. It does sound like they have tried to do the same thing for you.What's funny is that it fits with an idea about concubines I once read about. Most people forget that historically kings and other nobles were expected to have multiple wives. Basically they could have as many wives as they could afford. Of course, this meant that the nobleman might not actually spend any time with his wife. From what little historians have been able to discover, love was rarely a part of these marriages, and many. The pounding speed increased and Rashmi’s heavy breathing and moaning were getting everyone horny. He fucked her for about 5-7 minutes.Before Rashmi could relax as he withdrew his cock, she could feel another hardened cock filling up her pussy. “Longer than the last one,” she thought. This guy held her hair from behind and pulled it hard while fucking her. Rashmi seemed to enjoy this roughness.She was biting her lower lips and swaying her ass encouraging this guy to go deeper. By the time the. I drain the tub and blow out the candles, then I wrap myself in a fluffy towel and head down the hall to my room.Perching on my bed, I drop the towel, luxuriating in the feeling of the cool air on my heated skin. I smooth body butter into my arms and massage a little onto my breasts. I lie back and stretch my toes up towards the ceiling as I knead the rich moisturizer into my legs.When I sit back up, I untie my long dark hair and brush it until it tumbles in soft glossy waves over my shoulders.