” “K. Follow me. I’ll call on the way.” I got in my car and followed her to a familiar apartment complex. “Do all the dealers in town live h...re?” I wondered to myself. We circled the buildings and parked in the back. I got out of my car and followed her along the walk way.“He’s expecting us.” She stated.“Who’s he?” I was curious. You never know what kind of people you’ll come across in the drug game.“Oh you know him…” We stopped in front of apartment #116. She knocked lightly once, paused, and. “Yamani stops your too big, you’re hurting me please stop “, I screamed. I tried to push him off top of me but he was way too strong and heavy. Tears rolled down my face I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. “Maybe we should do it a different way”. He suggested. Yamani turned me over onto my knees…he told me to lift my hits up higher I turned my head looking back to see he was biting down on his lips. I could feel him penetrate me then tried placing his manhood back into wetness, it. I of course agreedand he again took my chin and with a pair of tweezers began to pluck myeyebrows telling me he was only touching up a few hairs that needed to beremoved. As he plucked away I wondered if it would be noticeable the nextmorning when all the make up was gone and the male face was left. After a fewminutes he again turned me around to see and I was amazed how much a littleshaping made the difference. I now had a much more feminine arch in theeyebrows with the peak of the arch. There were numerous times where all five of us were groping and grasping, kissing and fucking her---repeatedly. It was, without a doubt, the most enjoyable and exciting gang-bang any of us had ever participated in; and I think we were all a little sad when she and her husband had to leave Morocco! In truth, I think we all could have just kept on gang-banging her, over and over again! Her husband seemed to have enjoyed himself as well, though in a very different sort of way from the five of us!.