Even though my new buds didn't want to admit it, they told me that my skills had greatly improved: and they had. Things again seemed to return to a se...blance of normalcy.On the Sunday afternoon a week after that dreaded incident with the morality police, our three guides, my parents and I were taking a walk. Mom and Dad wanted to see where Hasan had been taking me these past three weeks.As we neared the park where Hasan and I had spent our days playing football, we passed the row of houses on. My first time. Oh my God, thank you, thank you," she repeats in an other worldly voice, over and over. Can it be? Your 38 year old bride has never had an orgasm? You shudder as the reality of it overtakes you. Had that been acting all those years? You cast you eyes downward, ashamed at how gullible you've been. Your eyes fall upon your small stiff appendage, it mocks your shame with it's excitement, leaking as it is, begging for release. Imagine him bending, taking your wife's broad ass in his. I'm your property, please do anything you likewith me. I'm a naughty dirty girl, please won't you fill Suki's sweetlittle bot and mouth with your lovely hot spunk, Oh! Oh! Please Sirsanything you like! I'm here to obey you and please you. Do somethingdirty to me, please Mast- OH! UHH!!" In a single thrust someone's cock tore my bottom open and sank deepinside me. Men crowded round my face and a knob slid into my mouth. Iwas in Heaven!! Their alternating thrusts in either end of me set up. "Hey," I said.He stopped suckling me to look up."It's not just sex you want to teach me, is it? It's knowing. It's knowing you. It's knowing myself. It's knowing who I could be, at my best. It's knowing who we are together."Jean-Luc smiled wide and caressed my cheek. "Now you get it. It's knowing that we're better," he caressed my cheek, "when we touch deep." He rubbed his fingers over the wet patch on my shirt, zeroing in on my nipple. I arched my chest into him. "I want to know that when I.