hidden passions of the asian mystress

Rahana then wandered the harem and began to think. She sat in a private room filled with red draping and gold embellished pillows. She then began to think about this mysterious boy she though about his smile and his dark eyes she thought he was gorgeous. She began to make her self fragrant chai and cleaned up some figs and dates to eat. Rahana was a bit tired and then took off her shoes and made her self comfortable and began to lie down. All of a sudden she heard a sound of foot steps entering the room and she got up and looked across her shoulder it was the mysterious boy spotted earlier. She gave a seductive smirk at him and she slightly turned her head away blushing as he looked deeply at her. Rahana said, “Are you new to this town in Syria you don’t look like all the other men who come to the harem,” Then he said, “yes im from the northern parts of Egypt, Then rahana said, “Oh but your so different so exotic you look beyond Egyptian decent your skin your looks are beautiful,” He found this flattering then he and rahana were both quiet. He then told her, “well you are a rare beauty your self very different among most women I have ever seen,” He then walked up to her and sat near her. Rahana observed his body he had a tight baring shirt on she could see his every out line. She then asked him, “What is your name,” he then said Asad and asked her what her name was and rahana answered. They then began to chat about there lives and where they were from and the culture and the history of there worlds. He said he was born in Egypt. His father died when he was young and that he was in Syria visiting his sick aunt Samira. Asad came closer to rahana he leaned in and Rahana must obey what ever any man wanted in the harem but Asad asked rahana, “May I due as I please to you”, she said in a hesitant voice. “ .. Yes.” He pouted his juicy lips against her pink plump lips he caressed his lips against hers. Rahana felt up his back gripping against his muscular body as he rolled his mouth deeper in hers. All Rahana could think is this really happening she was in a state of shock yet she was in pure passion and pleasure she was drawed by his poison and was addicted.