Finally Taimur broke off the steamy kisses and came up for air. There was a hot glazed look in his eyes as he reached for the zipper of her jeans and ...tarted tugging it open.“No, Taimur. Wait,” Fatima squeaked, “what are you doing?”“I want to see your pussy,” he said, as if it was the most natural and reasonable request in the world.She didn’t know what to say to that. Her parents would have an answer, for sure, but was it her answer? She knew she wanted him to go on touching her and arousing. He was fucking my wife IN OUR BED.“Put it inside, Chica” he said softly, “Reach for me and guide me inside of you.”She reached under and grabbed at his length. She made a wiping motion with the tip of his cock and then easily guided his cock into her wanton pussy. Her head tilted way back as he thrusted into her. She tried to glance my way, whenever she could but she was also enjoying herself too much to focus. You guessed it... she came again. He leaned up and they kissed kissed... and kissed. What do you want to exchange it for?”“Another kiss,” she said, and he swallowed.“But a more expensive one.”Oh, boy. She stepped closer to him, slid her arms around his waist and looked up at him. “Kiss me like a woman, Gabe.”The precarious hold he had had over his control snapped and he pushed one hand through her hair, feeling the thick locks caress his hand. With his other hand he cupped her face and tilted it towards his. He looked in her eyes for one burning heartbeat, expecting to see. She felt moisture begin to fill her pussy.That pussy was part of a precious package of teenage sex that Megan didn't even know she had. She saw it in other girls, but didn't realize that she was the stuff of wet dreams. She was short, and though she was thin, she had swelling breasts and hips that gave her a much older look. Her long brown hair was straight and fell smoothly past her shoulders. Her breasts were about the size and shape of big coconuts and, at her age, were that combination of.