The two men, slaves, loaded my baggage onto the cab.I thanked them both. I offered them a piastre each. They refused with horror.“No, master,” sai... one. “Slaves aren't allowed money. But thank you for offering.” They ran back into the Customs House. Away from the crazy foreigner who might get them into trouble.I glanced at my note book. My firm had already arranged accommodation for me. “Kresto Abrikoto,” I said in my best accent. Apricot Ridge. It sounds a nice area of the capital. My. We all took some time to recover, and when we had leaned up a little and dressed we watched a little TV. We didn’t talk much; I was sitting next to my wife Sally holding hands, and we were all alone with our thoughts. I don’t know what they were thinking but my mind drifted back to the party when Sue was plying with my cock. I was already thinking about what it will be like when Mike and I will be naked, exposed and vulnerable in full view of her greedy eyes...o0o..It was the next evening when. More

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