To be beckoned over with those fingers, still curled and wrinkled from your drenched pussy, and instructed to kneel between your legs, to worship at y...ur altar and be offered a taste from your extended hand, taking both digits between my lips and savouring every inch of the sweet and savoury nectar they bring as I draw them to the back of my throat, to be handed a preview of just how good you taste, would cloud my senses, stoke the fire and make me impossibly hard. To inhale you deep, to run my. “Welcome, sister-wife!” Tang told Samira as she kissed her fiercely on the mouth.“Yeah, what she said!” Sabrina laughed and winked at Tang as she planted a lip lock on Samira.Samira was a rare kind of North African beauty, typical of Libya, but seldom seen outside the Sahara Desert and Africa’s Barbary Coast. She had not white-blonde hair, pure white, with grey eyes and olive skin, a wondrous blend of Arab and Berber traits. She had grown up under Muammar Qaddafi’s rule, but had to flee that. Although not obese, Rachel was heavily built. She stood in her Jeans and a multicoloured blouse at around five feet nine with broad shoulders and a heavy set body supported on thick legs that filled the jeans. Her smile though, was quite charming and went with her chatty personality very well. She had made her face using just hints of colour over her eyes and a light blush to her cheeks. Robert liked the way her short brown hair had been cut into her neck, shaped like a wedge, he. "Goodmorning Darla! It's a gorgeous day, isn't it? It's a shame we have towaste it at school." Though I'd never done it before, all at once thethought of skipping school with Darla seemed extremely appealing. She smiled at me and said "Let's go."She started talking about the upcoming science exam tomorrow and wanted myopinion as to what we should focus on that evening during our study date.I informed her that it was way too early in the morning for me to bethinking about science, but the fact.