They sat down and Gwenllian poured the tea.“Oh mam, I had such a wonderful time last weekend. We, that is, Sharifa and I travelled to Kobekistan.”...wenllian almost choked on her tea. “Kobekistan? In the Middle East. But your passport is here. How did you get to go there?”Nicola chose her words carefully. “That’s the fun part. Sharifa’s da is something important in the country. She can come and go as she pleases and she brought me along with her.”Gwenllian was stunned. She struggled for something. Her cunt was covered with trimmed dark brown hair. What surprised me most was her clit. It was nearly an inch long and stood erect like a mini cock.Anna on the other hand had relatively small breasts with pink areola and taut nipples. Her blonde bush was trimmed short like Mrs. Peterson's and her swollen clit was peeping out from in between her cunt lips.We sat on the sofa and watched them with half open mouth. "What! You have not even started to undress," Mrs. Peterson exclaimed, "Anna, you. Neither of us had ever met someone from online conversations. As she walked towards me my heart stopped, her beauty taking my breath, her body carved by the Gods….a walking Greek statue. I try to calm myself, taking deep breaths as she approaches. As we stand before one another, staring silently, we speak. Yet these are not words heard by any but us, our souls communicating through a shared thread of existence. I reach to touch her face, and upon contact it is as though a million tiny. Take out your cock and start stroking jerkboy the princess said and in no time I was all in the video stroking my cock not hearing that my door opened. “So” I heard behind me, you like that kind of things. It was my sisters friend Cathy. I thought you were out I stumbled. She laughs, no, only your sister went out. I heard your laptop and wanted to find out what you were doing. And the fun part of it all is that I own you now. No way I said. You can tell my sister, I don’t mind. Well, she said,.