.." she glanced inside her refrigerator, "a beer or diet soda?"He smiled nervously. "Beer's great, thanks."As she bent down to pull two beers from the...refrigerator door, a necklace slipped out from her shirt, a gold pendant on a long chain. "Nice necklace," heremarked."Thanks," she said, handing him one of the beers. "I got it on a dig." She chuckled. "I like saying that because it makes it sound like I unearthed it out of some mysterious ancient temple or something. Actually a local sold it to. I cant believe this is happening, I can’t look, what if he isn’t hard and is thinking about something else. But what?He stands up and suddenly his big hard Muslim dick is in front of my face.Samer: suck it. I want you to suck my dick.Me: are you sur…As I attempt to finish my sentence he pushes his dick on my lips and repeats almost angrily: “suck it”.I open my mouth and take the tip of his dick in my mouth and start to lick it gently.Samer: no, bitch, I said suck it.He forces his dick deep into. She informed that Bhabiji was also requested to take of my meals.I returned and reached my quarter in the midnight, so I didn’t disturb Bhabiji in the night, my wife packed some food for me, I took those in that night and the next morning as breakfast. But before starting the office I called Bhabiji and informed her about my presence. After returning from the office I took bath and from the bathroom I heard the knocking sound at my backdoor. I opened the door and saw Bhabiji, she smilingly. ”“For ten guineas?, in your dreams.” Eliza opined.“Twenty then, a Hundred!” D’arcy offered.Eliza felt herself melting as his seductive words washed over her.“Very well, rip my bodice open and feel my bosoms,” Eliza replied as D’arcy’s member sank ever deeper within her.He did as she asked opening his shirt as he did so until their naked chests entwined as their lips entwined and he shot his load, rather prematurely, deep inside her.“Is that it?” Eliza enquired.“Afraid so old girl,” D’arcy.