
Omani Palace
Reema turned her back on her husband after Kamal asked him for rations. It felt like Reema was fed up with having to pretend to feel or*gasms because if she didn't make a sound, Kamal would be more brutal to her. Reema can finally get satisfaction if she imagines Damian on top of her.
Damians. Reema stared at the wall of her room with a faint feeling. Where is my ex-husband. Reema secretly finds out where Damian is but all the way bumped up with the last man in Bali.
Should I come to Bali ? Reema bristled as Kamal's hands hugged his body.
"I really like your body Reema. Especially when it's mine you're pinning..." Kamal continued his vulgar remarks but Reema's mind was not there.
I need to find a way to get out of here and find Damian. I should be able to get Kamal out of my life ! Brengseeekk! Stupid you Reema ! Your fault is also wearing a mabok event!
Suddenly Reema felt Kamal's finger enter hers and started playing there. Reema starts her play and closing her eyes, Reema imagines Damian with her, Damian seducing her, Damian moaning, Damian wailing * her to lengu*Han slowly escapes from his lips making Kamal go crazy and the man smokes his wife's mother again.
Reema kept her eyes closed while imagining Damian mumbling her. Damians... Damians ... Reema mende*sah while getting her sensation. Kamal seemed happy to see how his wife enjoyed the sport on the bed and felt Reema had opened her heart.
Without him knowing that his wife did s3 sexual fantasies to her ex-husband to get satisfaction.
***
Duncan Blair's Shelter House in Knightswood Glasgow, Scotland
Damian felt a chill run through his neck while working in front of his MacBook and turned to Dahir, who was playing PlayStation.
"Born.." call Damian.
"Yes my lord?" dahir replied while remaining directed to the tv screen.
"Didn't you feel the cold ?" ask Damian.
Dahir stopped his game and turned towards Damian. "Do I need to contact Mrs Freya to find out if your Opa is coming, sir?"
Damian stared at the judges at his bodyguards. "Independently ! Don't fuck with you ! That's the name you give nectar to bees !"
Dahir. Anyone knows Aunt Damian's nyeleneh pastime and the talk of Blair and Al Jordan's bodyguards when it comes to ghosts.
"My lord, this will already be in the autumn so it's natural that suddenly the cold starts to feel" replied Dahir who then answered Damian's nod.
"It makes sense too" he said, looking at the back door that was still slightly open. "The door forgot we closed Dahir."
"See... Not supernatural things, my lord."
Damian walked to the back door and closed it and locked it. The man also began to install the security of Duncan Blair's house and saw on his MacBook screen all the CCTV went well.
"You still want to play PlayStation?" damian asked while bringing his MacBook into the room.
"Still master. Responsibility" Dahir.
"Yes, I slept first. Good night Dahir."
"Good night Sir."
***
Damian Room
Damian looks at the clock and feels he can still call Izzy. I don't know why he wanted to call his rabbit-toothed girl. The man picked up his phone and called Izzy who immediately picked him up on the third ring.
"Hi Dami's. What's up?" greet Izzy.
"Izzy, are you coming here tomorrow? Jack wants to go fishing again" Damian replied.
"If you pick up Jack, Betty will come along and I'll have to, too, right?" sahut Izzy's.
"Exactly "chuckles Damian.
"Dami, Brother Hunter has spoken to Brother Bayu."
"Sister Hunter's dizzy because we're dating... If you could say so..."
"We're really dating Izzy" Damian cut.
"Dami, brother Hunter said the dynamics of our relationship will be chaotic because he is a bodyguard and Bayu's best friend but if we are serious..."
"I'm serious Izzy" cut Bayu again.
"Sister Hunter will be your brother-in-law Dami..."
"When will Hunter become Emir's brother-in-law?" damian Cuek said that Izzy was broken. "Why Izzy?"
"That was also what Bayu said to Sister Hunter. So I believe you're brothers" Izzy quipped.
"Hey, we are indeed Izzy brothers so there is no need to doubt" Damian said.
"Baby..."
"Yes Izzy?"
"I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"Dream of an Emir calling you at night?" damian Goda.
"No. "keck Izzy. "I mean, my relationship with you... From just the client, keep making friends to be best friends and now level up... I'm like Dami's dream."
"You're not dreaming, Izzy. Actually I'm the one who dreams of falling in love with a bunny girl..."
Izzy laughs. "Damiii, my teeth are not like rabbits !"
"Groves, like squirrels, marmots, hamsters..."
"Damii !" Izzy laughed amusedly as all the animals Damian mentioned had two large teeth in his mouth.
"Izzy, it's ten in the night. It's too late I'm calling you so take a break. Tomorrow we'll meet.." Damian said.
"Dami, you're a real gentleman" Izzy said.
"The result was the upbringing of both my parents and my extended family Izzy" Damian replied.
"Your parents are so awesome. I wish I could meet them with my feet perfect..."
"Not perfect is okay Izzy, all I see is you and your personality. Your foot problem, whenever you're ready, call Hunter and I'll take you to the best doctor."
"Home, I'm more comfortable operating in Edinburgh because my doctor's there."
"Let me help you Izzy. Take it easy, I'll keep your shop. If it goes bankrupt because I miscalculated and sold, I'll sell my Patek Philippe..."
Izzy giggles. "Damian, I'll pick you up if I make my shop close !"
Damian laughing. "Good night Izzy."
"Good night Dami" replied Izzy.
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