It was typical morning piss; yellow and pungent, but Janet didn’t seem to mind. She collected a good mouthful, then swallowed, while I sprayed the l...st few drops over her face.She sighed.“I’d forgotten how much I used to enjoy that,” she whispered. “But now I want to taste your other juices. I want to lick your cunt.”She was blushing as she said it. Normally, she never swore, but during sex she used the filthiest language imaginable, as if she saved all the obscenities up for when she let. He grabbed a tit in each hand and squeezed them. He carried on massaging her tits as Bushra closed her eyes, the rest of her face hidden behind her niqab. He then carried on squeezing one of her tits and slid his other hand down her silky jilbab towards her cunt.He then rubbed her cunt over the jilbab which caused her to open her eyes in surprise and looked at her husband for guidance. He, however seemed too terrified of the gun pointing at his head to say or do anything. Officer David carried. I put my hand down in her panties as she spread her feet apart so I could root around in her slit. She was full of juice and I grinned big and she moved back and danced like a stripper as she took everything off. After she was naked she giggled and jumped on the couch away from me and lay there smiling at me. I started to move over and she pushed me back with her foot and told me I had to just watch her while we talked.I smiled and said I had to know something that every man wonders his whole. " It comes from being pregnant myself. Don't tell me you got yourself knocked up?" She looked at Penny's expression. "You have! That was careless, Penny."Penny gave a light carefree laugh. "Nothing careless about it, Carol. It was my own decision." Wasn't that a bit stupid, without being married? Are you trying to pressure a boy to marry you, by getting pregnant?"Penny grasped Carol by the arm, saying, "You are closer to the truth than you have a right to be, but it is not a boy, Carol. It is.