I saw Ana whimpering, as he bastard played with her swollen cunt.As I finished the coffee, Abdel said we would continue at the master bedroom. Anita t...ed me and gagged me in front of our marital bed.My lovely wife lay down on her back with her legs widely spread.The Moroccan man stroked his cock until it was fully hard again. He then knelt between Ana’s thighs and placed a pillow under her butt.He smiled at me as he placed his thick cockhead between her wet pussy lips and with a quick powerful. It took over a minute, but she calmed down and was soon playing with his cock once more."It's gone down," Mora said quietly. "Did I do that?" Yeah, but keep doing that and watch it grow back again," he grinned at her and then he too kissed her gently."Can I kiss it?" Sure you can, baby, go right ahead."Terry intervened. "It's important that you touch his balls again, to make sure you don't repeat the mistake, understand?" Okay."A concerned Terry looked on as Mora curled her fingers around. She actually had let herself be talked into sleeping with one of these dates. The guy had been her first lover since her husband died a year earlier. That man had been good looking. For some unknown reason, Roxanna had been particularly horny that night. So she had said yes to this man. But although this guy had constantly boasted to her of his sexual prowess, actual sex with him turned out to be awkward, clumsy, and slightly painful. So Roxanna had resolved to keep all future dates strictly. ‘Wait, leave the shirt on. Just take off the bra.’ After Chloe removes her bra, he sticks his right hand inside her shirt, while standing at her back. I can see him rubbing her nipples and squeezing her breasts. Chloe shuts her eyes tightly to endure the discomfort and shame. Then he pulls down the front of her shirts, so her large breasts are exposed and are hanging outside her tank top. Her breasts look like two perfect round melons, full and perky, with beautiful pink nipples on her white.