Obviously these things are very rare in my culture. anyway, here it gies, I'm married and have an Arab wife. When I got married my mate came to our we...ding. He is very close to me and we been through a lot in life. We have even had the same girlfriend years back at one stage. We live in Birmingham. I got married abroad a year ago and all my family and he came to wedding. He said my wife is hot and always loved her classy nature pretty hands face n feet... Ever since we always been shisha. I help you undo your pants, you standing as I sit propped on the end of the bed. Your pants fall to the floor and I can see your cock pushing on your underwear, wanting out. You let me slide them down, watching it as it falls out, so close to me. You shimmy out of them quickly so you are free to move. My hands follow them down, and then back up your legs. You feel my fingers lightly touching your hips, then closer to your cock until you feel them run every so lightly across your cock. It. 5 or 6? But it was too late now to worry about that. Her pussy looked so inviting I finally leaned forward for a closer look. Pressed onto it and and kissed it. Sat back a moment and licked my lips. Nothing bad about the taste of the wetness. I was mesmerized now and slid off the sofa and moved up between her legs. Kissing her pussy softly. Then let my tongue stroke up and down along her slit until I pressed forward and placed my whole mouth over it. Gawd I was in heaven, never had a thought. It’s Saturday and we got caught thought. Mom told me to clean up first and I did and was reading the funnies when the phone rang. It had to be one of her two sisters. “Yes he’s here and done with work, you need him?” She asked. “J” she asked, “can you go over to “Auntie A’s” to help her with a dog problem because Uncle “P” is gone hunting for the weekend?” “Sure I answered, when?” “Now if you want,” Mom replied and added, “she‘s made beerocks for supper so you may as well stay we’ve just.