He was moving up and down her body; she needed his love around her and inside her. His touch was kindling her fire now and she craved it and the tensi...n within her began to build as his actions became more frenzied. She knew she had cried out to him. Their bodies throbbed and pulsed. He stopped breathing for an ecstatic instant, but finally his long slow groaning exhale was the only noise in the room. Her mind was numb and he was heavily on top of her, slipping from her. Their loving slowly. Mike thinks the wildest thing I’ve done sexually was to receive oral sex in a car. Shiiiit, that’s probably one of the tamest things I’ve done. He likes to ‘convince’ me to do things like licking his ass and sucking his balls. If only he knew, I could teach him a thing or two” I thought“Hey baby, a penny for your thoughts” Mike said breaking into my thoughts.“Nothing just had a bad dream that’s all”“About what, and why are you limping?” I quickly attempted to straighten my walk. “My foot. ..And my father wanked even more to see the two women of his life become real whores completely subject to Muslim cocks ...Whenever I return to Nanterre, my pants are immediately wet and I feel a big void in the bottom of my stomach and I look around for the heads of very old Muslims who may have fucked me with my mom so long ago ! -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-J'ai grandi dans une ville de la banlieue parisienne où il y avait énormément de musulmans et ma mère était une travailleuse sociale qui formait. I bend down tokiss and hug her. As she hugs me back she tenderly caresses my breasts.The warmth of her touch reaches through my bra and I have to hold backtears.With a smile that could melt frost, she says, ?Honey, you?ve grown morebeautiful than your sisters. You look a lot like your Aunt Laura.?This high praise makes my heart bounce. Laura was Grandma?s first born.A beautiful woman who always wore fashionable clothes, the brightest redlipstick I ever saw, and smelt of fine soap and expensive.