She was excited about inviting Keenum over and having some fun. It was noon, though, and he needed to sleep until at least 1. She was so incredibly tu...ned on, time seemed to stand still. She tried to read her book.The house she lived at was at a street corner. The back yard she sat in bordered the sidewalk. There were hedges along the sidewalk, and trees s**ttered throughout the yard, so there was some seclusion. Ashley was wearing black shorts and a tight, light blue tank top. She also wore. He tells me to stop, but I ignore him and lick the cum from it. "Geez. For someone who gets all upset about dried cum on a towel, you sure like the fresh stuff. Do you lick your own pussy juice from those fingers?" "Well, not from these fingers, but from my real fingers. It's not toxic waste either. You do lick pussy, don't you?" I feel a little surprised that I'm speaking so boldly. Maybe it's the testosterone talking. "I have once or twice, but it's not like I get a chance very often. Women. "Abdul al-Hassan, you don't deserve this." Mohammed! In person! I feel blessed." Sorry, Abdul, but this visit is no blessing. I came here to tell youwhat a fool you've been during your 50 years on earth. You meant to helpyour fellow Muslims in Palestine, but what you really did was seal yourown doom." But, Master, I thought you told us to kill the heathens." I didn't tell you to kill the heathens, your local Ayatollah did. Listen to me, Abdul! Didn't you read the Koran, like a good Muslim?" Of. I found myself rubbing my pussy through the pyjama bottoms, it wasnt long before they were wet and I was looking for more pleasure.I removed my bottoms and started to pleasure myself, opening my top so i could grab my breasts, pretend it was a man doing it to me. I changed hand and placed my juice covered hand on the edge of the bed to steady myself. Before long i felt one of the dogs lick my hand, it was Mac licking my juice covered fingers. I called him onto the bed and spread my legs,.