She was wearing a hot pink thong that melted into her amazing ass cheeks. i leaned forward and spanked it to watch the skin jiggle ever so slightly.sh... got back on the ground and continued to blow me while i played with her hardening nipples. i rolled them around and pinched them and she loved it. i switched places with her and put her in the chair. i saw she was already soaked. i pulled her thong off and saw the most amazing pussy i had ever seen. her outer lips looked like they were pressed. To Eric, it was very stimulating to see her like that. She spoke up, the smooth silk in her voice making him tense, “I… Hmm… My family have tradition…” She took a deep breath before trying her best to speak calmly. “Loser pay respect to winner. Defeat mean responding to winner’s wishes.”“Wait… Responding to the winner’s wishes?” He repeated after her, not believing his ears.“… Oui…”He gave this a bit of thought. He was a bit lost on this one, since he hardly had any wishes that he had ever. Staring into the computer screen, with my bright green-blue eyes, staring at the story written on the screen. Sitting here reading about two girls fucking, reading a love story, a chat, a story about masturbating, depending on my mood, I choose a story. I have a great imagination, picturing everything happening in the story, perfectly in my head. Every detail, drawn like a painting in my head. Some of these images, are images that help bring me to mind blowing orgasms. Even just writing this is. The head of the family came to the USA after the fall of the Shaw of Iran. He took all the money he could smuggle out and ran. He knew the new regime would behead him as an enemy of Islam. He wasn't wrong either.So he came to the US with something like two million bucks on deposit in Europe. He invested in things that would make the most money. From night clubs and disco's to illegal back room casinos. The night clubs sold drugs and he took a cut.He married and had children. In the tradition of.