In the car a bit later I was just cruising down the road towards Gilbert’s when Sandy started shifting around in her seat. We had been just chattin... about light things. I would say we talked about those kinds of things you want to learn about in a relationship that is developing, but that wouldn’t be true at all. We were talking about our sexual preferences and desires. We had shared a few of the things that turned us both on. Surprisingly, we had a lot of the same turn-ons. What we weren’t. Bethany jerked, twitched, and quivered several times as she welcomed the two cocks skewering her with their full power. She bucked against them yet again, until neither man could stop himself from cumming inside her. Pretty soon, Bethany came once more from the wonderfully hot liquid now in both of her holes ... such a splendidly gooey sensation, all that cum in her pussy and ass, leaking out from it, in fact."You guys certainly know how to treat a girl, you know," Bethany grinned as she kissed. I closed my eyes. I felt my horniness is overriding my faith to my husband. My loving husband!Then I felt his crotch against my ass while he was kneading my tits. He was slowly moving. “What’s your name?” He asked. My eyes were closed. I never intended to reply. But I slowly whispered “Aaysha”. Then I realized my body is not in my control. That guy was controlling me. I have never felt this way in my life.He planted a kiss on my ear over my hijab as I shivered. He was doing wonders in my body.. Now, most schools don't have very big African Studies departments; they have to share offices with other small departments like Religious Studies, Women's Studies, and Hebrew Studies. It was in this last arena that I had recently been finding a lot of my young white participants.There was something to me immensely arousing about these white Jewish bitches. So many of them were rich, stuck up, and bossy, which meant they were endlessly kinky and horny ladies. With rich daddies who had sent them.