They put in some more ice cream to cool me down.They again started playing with my ass.Licking.Sucking.Biting.Squeezing and mild spanking. Then they s...lit my ass and applied the gel. I was wondering whether they were going to fuck me (I told Ashok am not keen on getting fucked ).Then I felt something being inserted into my hole. I was sure it was a cock. I tried to move away but to no luck. And so, I wanted to shout at Ashok. But for some reason, I didn’t. I felt it go in slowly inch by inch. Now that we were both out in the open and comfortable with this whole situation, it felt even better in my hand. I must have had the biggest grin ever as Mike said “Wow, you look really happy to be touching me haha, it’s not like its your first time touching it!”“Yea, but after I got a taste of it once, I kept picturing doing it again.” I had come clean, about how I really really wanted his cock, and had been thinking about it for weeks after I first touched it.I moved over a bit closer, and. I was always on top, most people think this is a position of dominance, but in our relationship in was a position of submission because Hope could keep my asshole stuffed at all times from this angle. We didn’t have access to sex toys for some time. Vegetables like leeks, carrots, and cucumbers became quiet familiar up our asses. We loved a little friendly competition. We’d challenge each other to see who could fit more carrots up their bum. I always, no pun intended, stuffed the competition. I. Now, the investment would pay dividends. Sayed was contemplating the fun he was going to have with his new Persian bitch/slave.At nine o' clock there was a knock on Farah's front door. She walked to it and opened the door. Sayed stood on her doorstep and she noticed he was carrying a suitcase."Come in," Farah said, allowing him through. Sayed walked past her and Farah closed the front door."Would you like a seat?" Farah asked, leading him towards the lounge."Don't mind if I do," Sayed walked to.