Go ahead and put up half a billion dollars for half the profit, and let our attorneys put together a contract that protects the money."We are not goin... to lose it to those two camel humping, goat sucking killers."I don't think I was supposed to say that, so forget all about it. I spend far too much time chasing Muslim terrorists and sometimes forget to separate the good from the bad. They're the bad, so let's get the deal done, and deal with them in our special way, after."He hung up and I. While he ordered us both a beer, part of me was still screaming at my body to turn and run back to the train, but as my self-control returned, I forced myself to stay and at least have a beer. I was starting to question if I really was bi – until now all my fantasies involving men, and all the gay porn clips I watched, were with young, hairless twinks close to my age. In a way, the only masculine thing I imagined about my theoretical partners was a cock and lack of breasts. Dave on the other. She started shouting “Stoooooooop itttttt…ummmm… hmmmm…please…beta this is wrong…” But I was in no mood to listen. I kept fucking her from the bottom and stood up carrying her and leaned her against the bathroom wall and pounded her hard. I held her ass cheeks with my hands and leaned her against the wall with her legs around my waist and her hands were on my chest trying to push me away but in vain and with my cock pounding deep in her pussy. She kept shouting “Betaaaaa ahhhh nooo…” and I saw. As they were leaving the stables, the Emir said, "Why don't you let me buy you dinner tonight?"Diana readily agreed, because there were several things she wanted to ask him without Susan overhearing, mostly about himself. Asked about the car, he freely admitted it was the personal property of the Emir, and that Maktum was the Emir's chauffeur. When asked why he was using it, he replied that the Emir could not use two cars at once, and that otherwise Maktum would be bored. Diana concluded that.