I parted my knees and his body pushed my legs wider. I could see him fucking me in he mirror. I could feel his pubic bone spreading my cheeks, my ass ...heeks had lube on them, with each forward thrust he parted my ass cheeks and went deeper. He locked his arms around under my shoulders and his ass pumped up and down in the mirror slamming me and making slapping sounds now. I could feel him tensing as he got faster and faster, I knew he was going to cum. He asked "where do you want me to cum?" I. For a little while she wandered round the room greeting the guests for all the world as if this were a dinner party in Buckinghamshire, though the appreciative gropes she received were much more blatant than the little touches of polite English society. She neatly avoided being grabbed by any of the guests, promising each that she would be back to see him, especially him.Then Zubeydeh disappeared into the corridor for a few moments and then returned in another of her night-gowns just to show. “I thought you didn’t like getting wet,” I said timidly. She drew the curtain closed. “It’s to hide the noise.” Her aggression seemed to dissipate, and I let my tensed muscles relax, too quickly. It returned in a flash and grabbing my hair she forced me to the floor. She sank down as well, spreading her legs around me. Without a word she lifted her skirt and shoved my face into her uncovered moist, shaven pussy. At first I didn’t react quickly enough, and she thrust her hips upward. “Lick,”. She was blushing at the thought of what she had done, but she was also smiling, because it had been fun. She had given me her first kiss when she was seventeen. She had given me her virginity when she was twenty-two. Now she had had sex with six men while the others had watched. Three of them she had never seen before. The wedding went well. After that there were more parties at our home, with my wife as the center of attraction. For the second party my boss gave her a “school girl’s.