Paying the priceThey engaged in small talk for several minutes. Morgana had drained her glass, and she got up to go to the minibar. Ben assumed she wa... getting a refill, but she set her glass down.“Can I get you another beer?” she asked.“No, I’m good, I should head out. I appreciate your apology.”He stood up to leave as she came back around the minibar.“Oh? You wouldn’t rather stay and have some of this?”Turning to face him, she pulled her gown open, revealing her naked, ebony body.“Fuck,” he. He offered me a drink and we sat on the couch watching tv for a bit and making light conversation. During which time I could feel him getting closer to me and started touching my leg a lot when he spoke. Before long we were making out. I’ll be honest, he wasn’t a great kisser. But I was more intrigued as to what was in his pants. He had to at least be packing a half decent sized cock, right. I mean, he was Brazilian after all.Never have I been more disappointed in my life. He was maybe four. She enjoyed it and was moving up and down and giving sounds mm caught her clitoris and suck it like an ice cream and then pulled out with my fingers and made her cry aahhh slowly stupid then she asked me to show my dick so we got up and sat on bed. She unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped it and pulled it down.Already my inner was struggling hard to hold my dick. She saw the bulge in my inners and smiling at me and excited to see it. I undressed soon and pulled down the inner. My cock was pointing. "Who's there?" I asked trying to control my erratic breathing."Adeel." My heart leaped to my throat. My husband was standing on the other side of the door. I opened the door immediately."Where were you?" He looked at me questioningly."I was sleeping." In my rush, I couldn't think of a better reply."At this hour?" He frowned. "Where's abbu?" Don't know; might be sleeping as well." Strange... everyone is sleeping." He babbled to himself; suddenly he stared at me. "What happened to you? You don't.