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We also agreed that we would text each other on the journey and exchanged numbers.....when he saw who he thought the woman was then he was allowed to ring and see if he was correct by listening for her fone to go off.MY fone went off the minute i entered the bar, i smiled to myself and turned to see this big strapping six footer smiling back at the bar, I strode over, pecked his cheek and said sorry im late darling traffic was horrendous, get me a jd and coke and i will find us a table.I chose a table in a quiet little alcove and positioned myself with my back to the room leaving the forward facing seat for him as he carried the drinks over i took out two copys of the contract i ............................ agree to submit myself to the sexual pleasure offered to me by .................... from the date time ................ until the date time i trust this person will treat me respectfully even lovingly and help me gently explore areas that i may feel uncomfortable with even a. She brought up her lower arm to cross in front of her, and her upper arm she just laid limply over my waist. My cock was dribbling a bit of pre-cum and pressed against her tummy. I reached up with my upper arm and touched her face. In the barest bit of the light I could see that she had her eyes shut and her face was very, very flushed. ‘It’s just us… here.’ I said softly. She opened her eyes. They were red and she was still shivering a bit from her orgasm. Her eyes glanced down in the direction of the end of the bed. I frowned. ‘I love you.’ I said suddenly. She looked back up, at me. At my eyes. Looking into them, in the dark. Searching. She didn’t have to look for long. Then her arm that had laid over me limply pulled me to her and embraced me back. ‘I love you.’ She said in a whisper. ‘Amanna is my sister. She… isn’t you. Isn’t… what I….who… I…. want.’ I rambled in a whisper – still staring into her eyes. ‘For my wife.’ I stroked her hair – looking up at my hand touching it,.
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