I couldn't bare it any longer and begged him: "Please Achmeed fuck me PLEASE FUCK ME!"Achmeed laughed and said: "SAY - I WANT YOUR BIG COCK IN MY CUNT...AND WANT YPU TO PUT YOUR SEED INTO MY WOMB - PLEASE!"I was desperate after that big cock and said: "I WANT YOUR BIG COCK IN MY CUNT AND WANT YOU TO PUT YOUR SEED IN MY WOMB - PLEASE!"I have hardly finished the sentence before Achmeed hammered his big cock to the bottom of my pussy and fucked me hard.He laughed and said: "Did you listen Hassan -. "We could go for a swim?" I suggested.We had swum many times just here, over the years."No, I don't think so," she shrugged and looked at me and smiled. "I might just wet my hair though."Her hair was cut short and I mean really short, much shorter than mine. She jumped off the parapet and walked down the slope to the river's edge. We called it a river but in truth it no more than a stream, just ten foot wide and no more than four foot deep. I sat still on the stone parapet as she wetted her. This continued for a while and I slowly taught her to change the gears and take control of the bike.Within a couple of hours, Deesha was actually riding the bike. It was 5 am and we decided to head home. So she got off the bike and came and directly hugged me real tight and gave a peck on my cheek, saying one of her long-time wishes was fulfilled today! While she hugged me, her boobs crushed on my chest.I dropped her home and I headed back to my place. That night was different! I was turned on. When I woke up, I was completely rock hard and well aware of what I had been dreaming about even though I didn’t want to admit it.“Goddamn it,” I groaned, knowing I had to meet the family in the kitchen. Mom didn’t say anything, and neither did I. It seemed like this was one of those things which would be forgotten and not talked about. Not that it left my mind even as weeks went by.I tried to remember to clear the cache of my computer whenever I was done surfing for mature women with dark.