After checking in all of our equipment and tools and filling out paperwork, I decided that I was going to do a special session with my special friend....The summer before, while driving around Aberdeen, Maryland, I had spotted a number of adult book stores. I didn’t have the time to stop then, but I made a mental note about them. I was not one to visit them often. I had been to some, but never went behind the black curtains. I wasn’t certain what went on back there, but it seemed seedy to me and. I used to always like her from her wedding and was in finding a chance to fuck her.But when she was married her age was 19 and i was 18 my mama age was 29.so in starting my mama used to fuck her regularly and they used to live in there town and never visited our home and i was too busy with my studies.But last year after 7 years my education was over and my mama called me to his place to stay there for few days .so i accepted his invitation and went there and was praying to god for having some. Up to this point we had only done petting kind of things ... at least her using her mouth on me and me using my fingers on her. What was going to happen now? Was she going to let me go all the way? After all it sounded like we were going to be sleeping in the same bed. The possibilities were making my heartbeat very fast.When we stepped into the room, we both gasped ... the windows stared directly out to the Caribbean Sea. Surprisingly the room was furnished with oak furniture, with a large. Basheera completed her preparations to once again sacrifice her womanhood for the good of her family. This night though, she had no second thoughts. The only change in her routine was the application of some jasmine scented oil on her faraj to expedite his entry into her depths. As she applied the oil she was surprised that she didn't need much of it at all; her sex was already damp with her own nectar. Basheera slipped into her burka and put on her face covering niqab before sneaking down the.