But he cuts me off. “I have no right?! I have every right in the world, sweetheart. When we exchanged wedding vows, you gave me the right to do with...you as I please, whenever I please. And right now I plan on exercising my right.” He removes his fingers from my pussy and holds them up for me to see. “Just as I suspected; you’re as wet as an ocean.” Then he puts the two wet fingers into his mouth. His eyes close as he tastes my heavenly juices, sucking the two digits. John’s eyes open half way.. So wonderful. My crotch slapped over and over into her ass, her cheeks rippling as I pleasured her.Delight rushed through me. My eyes rolled back into my head. I thrust so hard. I savored the slap of flesh. The pressure boiled inside of me, aching to escape. My dick throbbed in her bowels. I had to cum in her.Cure her!“Oh, yes, cum on my cock, you married slut!” I groaned. “You Muslim whore!”“Such a whore!” she gasped. “A sharmota!”Her bowels went wild about my dick. She screamed out in Arabic,. After kissing him, Victor locked the door and made me bend over her desk. He placed his hand under my skirt and let his middle finger run over my butt hole for a few seconds as he whispered into my ear how he was going to enjoy fucking my tight sexy ass. All that foreplay that my husband was doing made me rather horny…Victor stood behind me and he rubbed my bum hole as he told me to imagine how he could fuck me if I wasn't on my period. But then he whispered in my ear to think about his hard. It was soft, sweet and full of love. It was a kiss of promise and commitment. It was the perfect kiss. "I love you and I want a drink," I whispered to her."Oh." she exclaimed and reached for the ever-present glass of water with the bent plastic straw in it sitting on the nightstand. Julie was careful as she inserted the straw in my mouth and I drew in one light sip, then another. At last, I gulped down almost half of the glass of water before turning my face away from it. The straw to dropped.