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The closest we’ve come…. (PART 1) real….. I remember the searing heat…!….making the minarets appear to ‘shimmer’ in the distance…. ….we’d walked ‘miles’ to get here……the casbah of Marrakech….teeming with people but providing welcome shade…..from that searing heat………the snake-charmers !! ….that was my wife’s biggest worry! (Not the charmers…only the snakes!). She felt every old, sun-wizened face might be harbouring a snake somewhere on his person. (I had the same feelings…but my vision was of a slightly different ‘snake’ !!)….we reached a suddenly quiet shady corner in the myriad of alleyways that form the casbah. My wife paused, bent slightly, and started to rub her aching ankle……a voice behind us….in surprisingly clear English… “…is the lady having kütahya escort a problem..?”…I turned….and he spoke again… “…I am trained Doctor… I can check the lady’s leg…please come inside…”I estimated him to be slightly older than my 57 years (at that time!), maybe early 60s, quite tall, maybe 6′ 2”, grey hair, long grey beard, ….and pleasant smile.He waved his hand in a welcoming gesture, offering us access to a small, dark, doorway. We entered. (Which was strange really, as on our ventures abroad I am usually very careful to avoid situations which are out of our/my control).It was small inside, but once my eyes had adjusted to the light, I could see it was quite ‘civilised’. Couple of chairs, a desk, medical stuff…a typical doctor’s malatya escort place.He offered, and quickly presented three mint-teas. We sat and drank. He explained about the complexities of human limbs. Very professionally.With the refreshments finished, the mood changed slightly…… He smiled at my wife, opened a door to a small ante-room containing a high white-linened bed, asked her to “remove sandals please” and gestured for her to lay….on his bed!She was wearing a t-shirt, no bra (she has smallish tits so being bra-less is sort-of-ok but her nipples and the ‘bounce’ are, if I ‘m honest, slightly obvious!), and shorts, so her legs (very shapely!!) were on show.She glanced at me, slightly questioningly, and mounted his bed.He placed his hand on her ankle, escort bayan fondled it slightly, then caressed her calf muscle. At this point, I suddenly woke up to the sexual aspect of what could be evolving here. (Considering my biggest (by far) fantasy/perversion/whatever is based around a hotwife/stag scenario – this was remarkable!!).As I began to realise what MAY be about to happen…..I also got the tensest stomach muscles ever experienced !! Nerves all over started to ping, and I was struggling for breath….I could hear his voice, through the fog in my brain, commenting on her “pretty legs”, and telling her “let me check your thighs”…….I was in a COLD sweat…….!!…..then his voice again…..directed at me…. “….I can give your wife a full massage, if you like? …it will cost………”I didn’t hear the figure…. I just remember thanking him for the tea and the ‘examination’….giving him the 10 dirhams he requested…..grabbing my wife’s hand…and her sandals….and getting the hell out…….PART 2 – fantasy!! ……..to follow (sometime)

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