Qismah was smitten with the man she knew as Zaman Khida. She was also one of Yazid Mahrez's wives. After a couple of weeks, she invited Zaman to dine ...ith her and her husband. Zaman accepted gladly. The night of the dinner, he dressed in a slim-fit black suit, a pastel green button down shirt and a pink bow tie. He hailed a cab and rode over to the compound. He paid the driver and threw his messenger bag over his shoulder. He walked to the gate where two security guards patted him down and went. An idea hit him and he opened Denise’s desk drawer. He knew she dealt with a variety of sexually dysfunctional patients and was pretty sure he’d find some toys or fetish items in that drawer. What he spotted was prefect. He grabbed a pair of handcuffs and three pairs of manacles with about eight inches of chain between the cuffs. Then he snuck up behind the women and handcuffed the cuff through one of the wooden scroll openings in the middle of the couch. Denise and Connie were both wildly. The inside is as assuming as it seemed, decorated with dark wood, thick rugs, and burning candles. What they didn’t expect is the people fucking on the charming furniture.“This way.” The blonde ambles lightly up the stairs, Mila and Emmett momentarily distracted by two girls in a sixty-nine on the nearest settee. A heavily muscled man standing behind a brunette bent at the waist. A red-head on her knees, at the feet of a gasping, gorgeous woman with ebony skin.Emmett squeezes Mila’s fingers.. Yes, that’s it, you’re learning fast. You sure this is your first time?” “I saw her sucking her pussy juice off the dildo the other night after she worked herself over with it” Louise spoke up. Bill looked over at Louise to see her with two fingers working frantically on her pussy. She pulled them out and then ran them up and down her open slit. Her pussy was completely shaven and was tanned like every inch of her hot body. She worked her clit with her finger and Bill could tell she liked it by.