I couldn’t tell whether she was bored, sad, drunk, high, or whatever. I kept staring at the face as I blew my load over Lawan. Xxnx The door opened and and I looked straight into the face of a very angry middle-aged man, shouting words I didn’t even remotely understand. I was on a business trip in the country, and things led to another and shablammo, things happened. After a few more words that sounded like curses, he disappeared. I followed her up a pair of very flimsy stairs (great view on her tiny ass though!) and through a door that wasn’t really a door, but more like a large towel hanging from the ceiling. When she returned, I was already chilling back on her bed, without a shirt. She returned the kiss, then stood up, told me to wait and ran out the door.
