"Looking me up and down he said, "Yes, I think we have found our perfectgirl." I was still standing there opened mouth and dumbstruck. "Well comeon yo...ng lady we have things to discuss don't you think, get your coatand bag as we are all going around to my place, and since it's such anice afternoon, I think we can all walk there, all right?"I quickly mumbled, "But I've never been outside before."James replied, "Well you will have to get used to that, wont you. Juliewhat can we call her, she's. "Ay, Pepe," she chided him, "you need to show some respect."The banter of the group faded away as I approached the hut he had pointed out. I pushed open the door, to find nothing inside, save for a few open sacks of raw coffee beans stacked underneath a wooden work surface. I turned around and went to go look around the coffee fields, to see if I might find this Maruja lady there.They stretched out for acres and acres, coffee plants as far as the horizon, but no sign of life. It was approaching. But the lasting legacy was the image of this man fucking my mother, staring deep into my upturned face and cumming, while still inside her, it made me feel powerful, and Mother guessed as much.'You an I', she said, 'are so alike', she continued, and as we talked, I realized she had already decided it was time for me to get into the family business, and she was right, the money just poured in.The only problem I experienced with our set-up, was my distinct lack of feeling a man where I yearned. She reached and wrapped her arms around my back and pulled me toward her and began gyrating her pelvis and clenching her cunt. Again Malik hissed "Hira" and again she ignored him. I began riding her again, slowly and very gently to the sound of squelching sperm, it began to ooze out and dribble down my scrotum and inner thighs. Her face was a picture of passion and she pulled me down to kiss me but Malik spoke up and came to stand beside us, she unwound her legs and let me go when he rested a.