I looked at him and told him what? He looked scared and I was about to slap him, he started explaining himself and all of a sudden his wife slapped hi... across the face hard shouting at him to shut the fuck up, you are only a slave now, you are nothing compared to this white bull so dont talk unless you got the order to talk from my white bull you filthy muslim cuck. Their daugher seeing all this started to take off her headscarf out of fear but also because she knew her dad was worth nothing. After a while I had to diplomatically intervene to stop the dance because by then my wife had let one of the guys to hold her hips from behind and dance & the son of a gun got too close to her buttocks a couple of times. It was soon food time & I briefly spoke to my wife in our when she changed her clothes which had become wet with the sweat of dancing. She changed to a t-shirt & white jogpants. As she has a wide hip & a large bottom I could see that her light blue cotton panty was also soaked. The brown circles around them were larger than a silver dollar and each nipple had to be at least an inch long. Mesmerized, I took each nipple between my thumbs and index fingers and lightly pinched and pulled on them.Betty tilted her head back and let out a moan that I’m sure could be heard by my Mother In-law in the other room. I leaned over sucked on one and then the other and now Betty had both her hands on my cock. I felt it twitch ever so slightly but knew it had a mind of its own and I. Chelsea placed both hands on her wide hips as she released herbladder. A thick stream of urine unleashed from her big black dick. Herhead faded back and a faint smile formed across her full lips. She feltbliss relieving her bladder through "natural" means.As the last few drops of urine fell from Chelsea's member, she usedtoilet paper to clean herself. She tossed the used sheets into thetoilet and flushed. She then moved to the sink with her monster cockswaying with her hips. She grabbed the.