![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() And she was so expressive, wearing her emotions for everyone to see, or she was a fantastic actress. Normally he liked big breasts on a woman, but Gia’s small mounds fit his hands perfectly, like she’d been made for him. She looked almost Indian, but she had the slightly almond shaped eyes of her mother’s Syrian people and a golden undertone to her darkly tanned skin. He studied her features, marveling at the exotic blend of people that had made such a stunning creature. With a soft sigh she relaxed back into a deeper sleep. He leaned closer and placed his lips against her smooth forehead. She snuggled closer against him, her brow drawn down in distress as something troubled her in her sleep. And so far she’d exceeded his highest expectations. The moment he looked into her big, expressive brown eyes he knew he had to have this woman. They memory of her standing on the stage near him, trembling with fear, made him smile. ![]() They were nearing the end of their tour of various US clubs, and as the grand finale, they’d attended the infamous Submissives Wish Auction where Ivan found his Gia. Ivan Ershov debated if he should wake the sleeping woman in his arms as they neared the hunting lodge where he was staying with a few of his Russian friends and other members of the European delegation. ![]()
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