"Fatima says your Arabic name should be 'Sayyid Nuhayd'." Sayyid Nuhayd? Ana mush fahim (I don't understand), ' I replied."Mister Big," she giggled.I ...ouldn't help but blush at what she said as well as the response my dick was having to her light caresses. I was guessing that old Abu Bakr wasn't very well endowed if she thought my slightly larger than average unit was that big."Will you ask Basheera if one of my hands can be freed?" I persisted."Why, you do not like this?' she asked in a hurt. As I was draining Bill came in the bathroom, looked down at me and said “you are one cute little chicken.” He then laughed and said “don’t worry, Al and I won’t let anything happen to you. Our house has always been a safe place for young gay guys, we have each other, and we just want to have smart young friends who will tease the hell out of our regular running partners.” He then went on to tell me that if I ever wanted a blow job or was horny they would take care of me and save me a trip to. I wet my middle finger and slid it up to her hard little clit and slid my finger across it and back down inside her wetness as she grabs the back of my head and mashes our lips together. Her hands left my neck and went straight to her top button freeing them to be removed from her young body. Leaving her laying in front of me. She then grabs my belt flips it open undoes the button and drops my fly and ripes them down over my firm ass and down to my ankles. Freeing my raging hard throbbing. "Stop teasing me!" she said angrily. "Tim never teased me like that. Eat me out, goddamit!"I felt a sharp pain as Beth's fingernails insisted the point against my skull. Using my thumbs, I gently parted the soft hair covering my s!ster's wet pussy, and stared at it for a moment.‘This was it,’ I thought to myself.Even after everything that had happened in the last twenty minutes, I had been the passive partner; allowing my s!ster to take the lead in our lovemaking. But now it was my turn, and my.