Her love and her cuffs

She came back to the airport hotel room. She said that she got the cuffs Mira that is. When I heard that honey I backi didn't know be fearful or in love. I guess that it was both because I leapt out of bed to greet her with a tounge kiss. She was receptive and open the kiss. Mira then took me by the hair and kiss me even harder and deeply than I ever thought imaginable. It was the kind of kids we always wanted as a little girl from my boyfriend but I didn't expect this from customs officer. Never mind a woman.

While we were kissing She mentioned some thing about the cuff and that she was going to Caress me until my clothing fell off I didn't have very much clothing at the time but I said OK.

"Oh Kayla I wish I could just make love to you and lick your body all over" Mira said. "And tease you in the womanhood on you goddess like breasts."

"Mira I wish I met you sooner on better circumstances I said. She smiled and winked at me and said "get out on the bed and just spread your legs and cuff your arms to the bed. I will make your fantasies come true if you want if you let me sweet Kayla."

She did exactly what she did she was caressing me as we kiss to all my clothing fell down on the floor and I am back naked and then she could lead me to the bed and told me to lie on it with my legs spread. I don't know what she was going to do. And She cuffed with me with her cuffs for a more in a personal pare of cuffs. And she was doing so Mira kissed me on my mouth generally and gently I can feel her uniform against my own breast I was wondering if she was going to take it off and saw her breast. But she said that she's just going to orally pleasure me today.

After she coughed me to the bed she played around with my boobs both with her fingers and with Her tongue making love to my breasts and literally hovering over each nipple with her mouth and she ran her mouth all over my body and Then how are over my womanhood making love to it and massaging it with her tongue and mouth. I wasn't asked to see for the first time without actually taking the drug. Every touch she did to me felt orgasmic.

Soon as she was naked as well I was able to see her beautiful body and her goddess like brush they are no different than mine and I couldn't handle myself the joy and excitement of seeing her there is still that fear element. She won't answer to make love to me again hovering over my warm and hard and then she went straight up and kissed me on the mouth. I feel very Fearful but also in love.

I saw that nice beautiful look on her face it was in a while leave all look like she had a few hours ago by loving gentle look in her eye.

"You're One of the cuter ones I took and bedded," she said. "The last one was almost close to death because she was so high and drunk yes and I wanted nothing to do with her she was filthy you're beautiful and clean."

"Ummmm thanks." I said

"No it's true you have a beautiful charm to you and I love you very much for it, and called she said she was going to make to me in the nude.

Our eyes locked in on each other I was able to see actual loving her eyes instead of hatred and rage. I saw a beautiful smile and show me smile that made me wanna kiss her she was so charming and beautiful that night. She we looked at each other in our eyes until we decide we want to make out. She was staring into my soul as she was frisking my soul. I reached for her head,Ran my fingers through her hair her pixie cut and we kissed she was on top of me that time and we were able to see each other's souls I thought.

"My post 9/11 beauty I always love you very much I always had but do you know how to explain myself. When they told me that I had to go to your flight to pull you off the plane that was my chance to express my love to you but again I didn't know how to because I was....."

"Was what, Mira" I asked.

Her shoulders hunched and her head job does everything same man then she told me exactly what happened. Your father was one of the victims who was on the slides that smashed in the north tower of the world trade centre on Tuesday morning. Since then she said she was always been an angry almost maniacal young lady who had it in for my kind whatever kind there is of human. I could tell she was going into great detail about how she saw her father's plane crashing into the north tower and she actually saw it on TV and knew it was him and she cried for days then she also went through the same problems I did only coupled with grief. She promised her dead father than that she was going to be a customs officer or whatever to stop this kind of thing from ever happening again. But she had a very angry and maniacal streak to her.

I knew she wasn't being manipulative I believed her and I ended up opening up to her in more ways than one. I told her about my situation with my family how they treated me like shit and treating me like I was nothing at all except for humanity because I didn't follow their traditions. Or their ideology.

"You too," she sobbed