Dave took in the penthouse; they were standing in a very smartly decorated lounge room, straight ahead of them were two three-seater sofas and a coupl... of lazy boy chairs, they had been arranged in an arc facing the wall to our left, which had a TV on it. Behind the sofas were large ranch sliders opening out onto a balcony with a fabulous view of the harbour. The seating didn’t look right, but Dave ascertained that the hotel knew what was happening that night and had rearranged the seating in. "Would you two like a private room, or would you like something to eat besides each other?"If she wasn't my daughter, I would kill her, I thought, as Kat turned red and started laughing at the look on my face. She and Sally were grinning at each other as they turned to go to the kitchen. They went out the door, talking back and forth a mile a minute. I followed them, and if someone could have read my thoughts, I would have been arrested for murder. Oh, but Sally had one coming, and I would have. Jay grunted and that turned me on even more. I knew I was making noise but I didn’t care. We weren’t in front of class now.Our hips were moving up and down. I could feel the climax building. There was that funny familiar feeling between my legs as my blood was rushing down to my crotch. Everything was being funneled down there, becoming focused in the center of my pussy. I was about to cum. He was about to cum -- I could feel it. I was about to become a woman.I jerked then pushed back with my. .."I've been wanting Black dick for so long, Bilal, and you're so much thicker than my husband," Fatima paused to say, smiling up at Bilal while stroking his dick. Smiling cruelly at her husband Ahmad, Fatima resumed sucking Bilal's dick, flicking her tongue over the brother's dick head. The Somali stud leaned back on the couch, and nodded approvingly as Fatima's head bobbed up and down while she sucked him off. "Hey, Ahmad, you can't satisfy Fatima like I can, that's why she came to me, all.