All his children were healthy and successful, all had done well at school and although he had to work hard and long hours at his three shops, they pro...ided him and his family with a good income and their house and car were the envy of many.Zaid was a respected member of the community and he had many friends both within his community and also within the English people who frequented his shop.Why then was Zaid frustrated? Unfortunately for Zaid, Jamilia though a loyal and loving wife, had no. He continued to do it. As he violated my throat. I heard him say, "I'll teach you to be a fucking spoiled bitch." With one last thrust he tried to shove his cock as far as he could down my throat and withdrew it. I gagged and almost threw up. I got my head together and noticed he was stand by my bed stroking his cock with one hand and in his other hand he had a belt."Get down on the floor and get on your knees Slut." He barked at me. I replied with a polite, "Fuck you." And in a flash of pain,. So, I emailed back and said, on the off chance you're a girl using a male identity for some reason, fine - just let me know... but if you're really a guy, you're barking up the wrong tree. No answer.The second and third didn't respond when I wrote back.The fourth. Paydirt.Her name was Natalia. Or something close to that. She was a Brandeis girl! We wrote back and forth in email, and used chat (sort of like an early version of IM, for you youngsters reading this). She was... adventurous all. " He smiled and I took the bag from him then headed upstairs to my condo. Inside the bag was a larger dildo than I had ever seen and four cans of light whipped cream. "Thanks." I said and shook my ass a little. "I want more though." I said quietly turning really shy but wishing I'd invited a few more men over. "You look ready." He said and I felt him push me down on the stairs My hands caught me on the top step and the bag fell to the ground a few steps above him while my ass.