I stood aside and motioned her into my office. I watched spellbound as she passed me. Her hair was as I remembered. The colour of night and straight, ...ascading like a waterfall over her shoulders and down to her waist. I closed the door and paused momentarily to catch my breath. I swallowed hard, trying to regain a sense of professionalism before I went to sit down behind my desk.Finally, I got a good look at her face and … fuck, she was beautiful. Her light brown skin bore a minimum of makeup.. She quickly read the instructions, at least she tried. The instructions were now in Arabic or some similar tongue. 'The instructions said read all instructions before opening the bottle and I didn't, I glossed over them like everyone else does. Now what?' Darlene thought to herself.She sat down and automatically crossed her legs, just as she did last night whenever she sat down. All her movements and mannerisms were female and graceful. She remembered her entire life as a little girl as well as. "You found fruit spread," she said."I think it is called marmalade here," Jorgarn said. "It's really good. Do you want a taste?"Denae and Landor looked over the concoction. Landor shook his head but Denae extended a tentative finger and took a small taste. She considered it for a moment and then tried a bigger fingerful. Jorgarn thought her action seemed forced."It is sweet," she said. "What is it made from?"Jorgarn realized he didn't know. He shrugged."When I was a child, my mother would mix. Then I laid her on her back on the bed. I stepped on her and positioned my large dick into her pussy. I slowly pushed inside. She screamed with the pleasure of my dick. I started to and fro movement of it into her. Now we were fucking wildly into missionary position and she was moaning and screaming … ah…aah…..aaahh….. oohhh…oh baby … fuck me, baby …. yes yes ouhhh …. aahh…. yes I am all yours.We changed our positions about thrice and fucked for 20 minutes. Then we came into missionary pose.