It was not for the weak of spirit or anyone with even a hint of a stomach ailment.Gwen came in before the food arrived. "Where is Cheryl?" she asked."...he decided to skip the Barbecue, since I'm headed to the Cop Out afterwards," I admitted."She must have been pissed, when you didn't offer to change your plans for her?" Gwen asked."Actually, not at all, she was fine with it. At least as far as I could tell. What's going on with you two?" I asked. I was pretty sure I knew, but I might as well let. Not that I don't want to." And I winked at her.We didn't spend a lot of time washing each other as I wanted to make sure we had everything laid out for the upcoming week. I had a list to accomplish before meeting Lisa's plane at 4:30. Joyce's being here would help at making sure that we got everything done.We sat together and were working on lists that the others could make sure were done when Joyce asked me a question. "Do you want me to take next week off to be with you also?"I realized. That's controversial I know. But it's my opinion. African men, men like Omar, are, for some reason, more 'manly', more virile, than European men (like me). Their fertility is, statistically, very much higher than white males. I know this whole topic is complicated, and that what I am saying will be taken and twisted and misused by racist white supremacists, and that isn't my intention, but I know it will happen. There is a great deal of insecurity within the general population of Caucasian. I thought that he will definitely tear my pussy which he eventually did.Irfan fucked me with fast strokes for around 10 minutes and was nowhere close to cumming. I came once and was tired in this position too.I asked him to slow down and let me regain my strength. He was the most rough fucker whom I have had sex with.I asked him to bring water for me and he went to the hall to bring water. While coming back, I saw his cock which was still hard and pointing right at me. I drank water and took.