Her husband came around, his dick bouncing as he walked and with out any foreplay just rammed it in to her. He thrust away, his arse twitching as he ...ushed in and out. His wife squealed and objected with every thrust, but she didn't stop him. What she did was try and collect the cum that was covering her legs.Before long he grabbed handfuls of flesh on each thigh, making the woman cry out in pain no doubt, and made one last deep push inside her, followed by a few little jerks. Obviously he. And Kara didn’t seem to mind when I mentioned that I wanted you again.”“As I said, we’ll worry about it when you come back. But no promises.”She giggled, “You’ve been to paradise. I’m sure you’ll want to return there!”When the dance finished, she gave me a quick kiss on the lips and let me go back to where Kara was standing.“Enjoy your dance?” Kara whispered in my ear.I just smiled and nodded. I knew that no matter what I said to Kara, she’d turn it into some kind of double-entendre or make. He pushed me over the bed, with my face downwards. He came behind me in no second removed his cock out, which was already rock hard. I told him to give me some time so that I can remove my jewelry and be more comfortable. But he was in mood to listen anything from me. He just wanted to fuck me right there without wasting anymore time. He pulled my sari and my petticoat above my waist and pulled my panties down in one quick shot. He pulled me closer to edge of bed. My legs were hanging down the. She was so much younger than his wives, and this he had enjoyed. His other wives didn't seem to approach sex the same way Mara did. There were cultural differences at work no doubt. With his two wives, sex was 'enjoyable', to a certain degree, but with them it seemed more duty than lust. With Mara, it had been entirely lust, and no duty! She had enjoyed HIM, and for who he was, and not for any cultural expectations. As Omar worked his way down Mara's pale, slender, and so very young and.