He stopped the stroking and gently combed her back with his finger-nails. She sighed and he resumed the soft stroking. She sighed again and her body r...laxed a bit. He let his hand drift lower and let his middle finger just penetrate the crack of her bottom before moving back up to more familiar territory. He repeated the movement and was rewarded by a slight movement of her hips towards him.He leaned into her and licked her ear which made her jump."Relax, Sharon. You have the most beautiful. The cool night air teased her swollen and wet, moonlit vagina now exposed for the man in the little sports car now driving up, headlights off as planned.She felt so vulnerable she tingled. Her lustful pussy freely flowed down her ass to the wood she lay on like a slut. A scant twenty feet away she could make out the silhouette of the tall well-built sire who would be mounting her. Now there was the faint sound of a condom being unwrapped as he lingered, standing next to the car. He would. Carol stood up, angry and confused at what the Hell is going on here."Good evening Carol!! I had a talk with your mother and auntie this afternoon. I told them about a couple of things about what they should do with their lives and I talked with them about Islam!! They have been nothing but cooperative!!! I am pretty sure that what I told them you'll also happily agree with me too about what is best for you!!!" smiled Mrs Aziz.Mrz Aziz put her arms around both white women's shoulders. She gave. The warmth, the wetness, the ultimate gift. I lower my pussy to your dick, grabbing it and gliding it into my soft wet hole. Oh fuck, words alone can not describe this feeling. I start to rock on that hard cock. Pushing forward with my whole body, it’s almost like ballet. Each movement with defined, not seeming whole without another movement. I continue to rock, slow – fast, then slow again. I lift up, not enough to pull you out just enough to pound down on you. And again, uhhh, ohh yes, fuck.