5ht, fair.Continuing the story now. We woke up the next day and ordered the guard for our breakfast. In half an hour there was a knock on the door and...our breakfast arrived. Till then we had not freshened up. Then we just brushed and had our breakfast. It was a lazy morning.We told the guard for our lunch and told him to ring around one. Reema came to the hall and started TV and was watching some music channel. I came and sat next to her. She was wearing her nightgown and I was in my shorts.. They had even included a number of photographs of Mara's undeniably pregnant belly as the weeks and months had gone by; and seeing this had pleased Abdullah very much.In some ways, even after eight months had gone by, and he knew that Mara was very definitely carrying his c***d, Abdullah still felt like it was like a dream---and yet, he knew that it was anything but that. He had impregnated another man's wife; and, what was all the more dream-like, he had done so at the direct encouragement of. “There,” he said, “now you be a woman and I’m going to fuck ‘ee!” And he did, gently at first he slid the big cock in and out, although tight I was more slippery than I could ever have imagined. Then as it became easier he started thrusting harder. I thought I wouldn’t be able to stand the intensity of the thrills that surged through me now. I had no thought of the man who was fucking me, my mind was simply just filled with sexual images of cocks, cunts, fucking, cunt-juice and spunk. I felt. She wouldn’t want me following along unless she wasn’t going there. I plodded after her in silence, several times having to speed up to avoid being left behind.Sure enough, Mom veered off the trail to the viewpoint. She didn’t sit down on the bench positioned there to take advantage of the view over the lake but she stood behind it, her hands resting on the back of the seat. I joined her and stood looking out over the lake.“Beautiful isn’t it?” she said.“Yes, it certainly is,” I agreed.“We.