Strong, tanned, muscled and intensely womanly. In fact, she bore more than a passing resemblance to the great Italian beauty, I realised."Maurice know... I like you. He understands that I have not had a man since my husband was killed." But Safiya, I shouldn't be alone with you! Nor should you be stroking my groin like that! I, you, we, could be killed by your family for this!" Non, non, amant, here in the Shouf mountains we are not Arabic, we are the descendents of Iskander of Macedon's generals. As the hours ticked by, punctuated by Katy’s enforced orgasms, I struggled to remember the exact words the old shopkeeper had said. ‘use it on your unfortunate wife…’ Yes that was it. Looking at Katy, cumming uncontrollably for the umpteenth time I could see that ‘unfortunate’ was a mild word. Helpless victim would be more accurate. ‘Be warned… the carving holds an insatiable spirit…’ I could easily believe that now. Only two days ago it seemed like the crazy talk of a mad man but that was. I followed the two of them into the bedroom. They had never done anything like this before, so we awkwardly piled into the bed together. I started to rub my wife’s bare pussy while my wife explained to our guest how she was a submissive little wife who enjoyed being tied up and spanked and how she enjoyed being ‘f***ed’ to do what we wanted in bed. He grinned at her and told her that she should suck his nasty ol’ dick. Without a word, my wife went down on our guest’s cock. As she licked and. Jack sounded viscous in reply. "Don't call me bastard. You lummox, you saw how I was the one what got her warmed up nice and happy, so the rule is I get the benefits. We can talk about you after. Unless you want to settle this with fists real quick?"Dogs will bark louder if they can't bite. He struck a pose like the Notre Dame mascot. It may intimidate some folks, but that is not a boxer's stance and posed no threat. Then, just to add a slapstick touch, one heel slipped on his own spilled cum.