I flicked some pages in her sketch book and there was a perfect representation of her vagina (I knew it was hers since I had seen up close quite recen...ly), she turned the page quickly, her face red. “But that ... it really is very good. Honestly” I flicked back to it. “How did you... ?”“I used a mirror. I wanted something difficult and fiddly as a challenge. I’m not some pervert”I nearly said I wouldn’t mind if she was, but that could be taken the wrong way. I looked through others. She had. Like before I started slow and built him close to climax, but even though I could taste his pre-cum, he wouldn’t climax. My mouth started to become tired so I stroked him while I asked him if I was doing it right. He moaned and said, “Yes, it takes me a long time to climax, but you’re doing great.” That gave me encouragement and I went back to licking and sucking him. Five minutes later he finally shot his load and it was worth it. He came so much and so fast I couldn’t swallow it all down fast. “If you take off your bra now Sally, I will let you make the seventh turn” I said with a cheeky grin, “Really?” she said and her eyes widened as she reached around her back and unclipped her bra letting it fall to the floor, “Wow!” I said as I looked at her small but perky titties and could see the nipples getting stiff, Sally got up from the sofa and got on her knees in front of me and nervously reached out to the waistband of my boxers and very slowly turning them and before she could finish. .."You're right," Ahmad whispered, and Bilal laughed and continued thrusting his big Black dick down Fatima's throat. In the rented Barrhaven townhouse that Ahmad Ali shared with his wife Fatima, things were heating up. When the Saudi couple moved to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, from their hometown of Riyadh, to work for the Saudi Embassy, they were unprepared for the effect that western society would have on them. Ahmad Ali had been quite disturbed to see young Black men walking around the.