She laid him back, lifted her nightie over her head, slipped her panties off and straddled his hips, rubbing the tip of his cock on her hot, wet flesh...as she stared at him. ‘Don’t tell my husband,’ she groaned as she sank down onto his long shaft. ********** In early 2004, everyone gathered for a huge party the day before Nuri and Jasmine were leaving to take up residence with the Madani family in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia. Even Jonathan made a special trip back to The States so he could visit with. The sky was clear and blue, the warm wind filled the billowing sails and sang through the rigging. Underneath, the ship creaked in the fashion of all wooden sailing ships. The white hull gleamed in the strong sunlight like some picture postcard.The skipper squinted at the top of the mainmast and observed the triangular red flag and blue cross of Norway's Merchant Marine. He took one long look along the deck. Everything seemed innocuous; the stacks of timber deck-cargo fore and aft, the crew. I then started laughing, and she made a sad face, as if appearing guilty though she was not I know, and told me some bullshit sad story, but I totally ignored that, and said boldly…” Anju, tujhe jis se chalaana hai chalaa… main toh chala apne room mein muth maarne” and she smiled slightly, and when I started to get up, she held my hand, and looked me directly in the eye and said, “main aapkko achhi nahin lagti kya?”.I said,”lagti toh bahot ho, par abhi muth maarne ka time ho gaya hai hahaha”. I hammered into her as she thrashed about on the table, pulling against the restraints.I felt my cock inside her pussy, pounding into her with almost no friction against her soft, warm inner walls. Soon she started her second orgasm, and I felt her pussy tighten around my cock. This forced me over the edge, and we came together, as I shot several jets of cum deep into her.We stayed like that for a while, then I slowly pulled out of her and watched as my cum slowly oozed out of her and run over.