We would only exchange blowjobs, he had told me. Is he now trying to prepare me to be fucked after all? Typically Arab men telling you one thing while...having other intentions. These were only thoughts in my mind, but I couldnt protest since it felt too good. After a while, he stood up, we kissed with deep tongues. Then he put the fingers he had used in my ass into my mouth. You like the taste of your tight, bubble butt hole in your mouth? he whispered and had me suck on them for a while before. I whimpered... knowing everything would tighten up... He told me to be a good gurl....I started to lower myself.... I could feel the rope tightening around my crotch... the plastic and rope pressing on my cock.... tightening around my waist.... I whimpered... mumbling something into my gag.... he told me to keep going... to be a good gurl.I lowered some more.... and felt my wrists tightening against the waist rope.... I was beginning to get nervous... but too excited to stop....I lower more..... He pointed to a big center stage and told them to get on a bed. Then he told me to undress, get up there, and to fuck them both.As I undressed I thought about which one of them I would want to loose my virginity in. I chose Mom. As I climbed between her legs I told her that I was a virgin and that I didn’t know what to do. She laughed and said that she already knew that. Then Mom helped me get my cock into her pussy and started fucking up at me. I caught on pretty quickly and fucked down into. "It's Mary." Hi Mary."I was thinking 'Mary who?' then recognised the voice, Mary Jones, my husband's secretary."What's wrong, has something happened to Mike?" No, nothing like that, we need to talk, be at the Lotus Blossom restaurant at twelve." Talk? What about?" I can't explain now, twelve o'clock, it's important."I heard the click as she broke the connection and was left holding the phone while I tried to get my mind working.I stumbled into the bathroom, used the toilet then stood at the.