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I gave him a small smile and turned to gaze back out the window. Out the corner of my eye I could seem him getting closer to where I was sitting. Good... I thought, sit close to me. He finally stopped beside me."Is this seat taken?" I heard his deep voice say. I hadn't expected him to sit right beside me!"Nope, it's all yours," I smiled. My heart pounded in my ears. I was going to sit next to this strange man for the next five hours. The thought made my pussy tingle. He sat down brushing his leg. After a minute I heard Jeff climbing the stairs and go into the bathroom. That was weird, why wasn’t he using the one downstairs. Damn, I had to stop or he would hear my own slurping noises as I plunged my toy in and out of my cunt. The bathroom was next to my room and I could her Jeff get on the toilet, I envisioned him naked, my pussy was aching for relieve. OMG, he was jerking off, that’s why he came upstairs! I had to watch him shoot his load. He started going faster and I knew I had to. Her hips were moving up and down to each push my tongue went into her. She was moaning and then told me that she was going to cum. I continued my attentions to her pussy, her clit, and her nipple. Then I felt her body tense up and could feel the muscles inside her pussy clamp around my tongue. In a moment she exploded her juices all over my tongue and lips. It was running down my chin and I loved how sweet it tasted. I lapped it up as her body twitched each time my tongue touched her pussy. I. Dafathy?"Ana had studied her passport well enough to remember the real name on the visa. "Thafady," she corrected."Thafady. Did you go mountain-climbing there, young lady?"Ana was quick-witted enough to answer: "No. There are no mountains in Thafady." Hmm! No, maybe there aren't. Though Dafathy's well equipped with them. And what is your home town like?" Akin. It's very nice." Better than anything in Alif?" No, about the same." And did you enjoy your stay in Alif?" It was very pleasant." And.
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