In the elevator we kiss passionately like high school lovers. Once inside the room we can't help it, we are all over each other. Kissing, groping, fon...ling, and our clothes somehow peel off without us thinking about it. I then suddenly look down and here is this amazing Indian beauty, naked with beautiful perky breasts and a full trimmed bush. I gently move her to the bed, lay her down and slowly run my tongue up her beautifully sculpted legs to her lovepot. My tongue darts in and out as I feel. Whoever is sent to that hovel, however junior she is in the hierarchy, will not be amused at all." That's exactly what I mean by women not being equal. She should be able to refuse to go," Sharon almost crowed in triumph."And no American wife ever does anything her husband or protector wants her to do unless she is fully enthusiastic?" he responded, "And what of me? I have to sleep with this woman, who may but probably will not be worth looking at, out of politeness, just because I wanted to. Alex began to stir, moaning in his sleep. Suddenly, he let out a cry and grabbed her hair, forcing her to take all of him down her throat. She moaned, her pussy soaking, as she felt his powerful cock pulsing cum straight into her belly.His orgasm lasted for several moments and he didn't let her up until he was finished. As Alex released his mother, he looked down at her. In his sleep, it had been Lauren blowing him and he'd been surprised to wake and see his mother. But he quickly recovered and. "Madam Rose said, "Oh you dear boy. You may think you are a Peter or a Pete, but the way you love cock you are Petie. I thought about having you dress up as a girl, but I think I don't have to. You are a Fem Petie; you are a cock-loving whore. I know that, Phil here knows that, Hank knows that, and most of all Petie, you know that."Peter said, "But I'm married, I am not a queer or Gay."Madam Rose chuckled and said, "You keep telling yourself that dear, you keep telling yourself that. Now did.