Anyway, she came almost immediately my cock touched bottom, which was new to me, and then again when I came a few minutes of fucking later. That's 7 o...gasms she had in around two and a half hours!After we cleaned up, she went to the shops (it was now around 1:30pm, lol). she rang me from Wilkinsons, to whisper that, as she crossed the car park, she orgasmed and had to stop, staggering into a parked car for support. :)What a day that was!Anyway, many such fuckdates have occurred between then and. I went back down the short hallway to see what was going on. The room was empty, but there was two gals and a guy in the hallway, talking and looking into the room and pointing.I went back to the kitchen. My cock was very hard and I wanted to masturbate. I could almost feel the Masturbation Couch calling me. The girl with the skin-tight jeans came in the packed kitchen where I was leaning against a counter. In the tight quarters she passed by me on her way to get another drink. As she wedged. "This town is full of beautiful white women. Their breasts are large and succulent with the capacity to nurse many sons. Allah made the women of this town as beautiful as they are because Muslim men can not resist them, and they should not resist them. Remember, the place of the white woman is on her knees; submissive, passive, willing. Go and give her orgasms, many of them, her orgasms will change Europe forever, will change the world forever, their moans of pleasure should and will be heard. ”“What if it’s not a scam?” he asked.“What do you mean?”Ari looked at me and said, “What if it’s true? What if this is the Jeana Colosimo you used to date, and this guy really is your son? What do we do then?”It was my turn to shrug. “No idea, Ari. It sounds pretty far-fetched to me. A thirty-year-old guy pops up in the middle of a Presidential campaign claiming to be my love child? He’s probably just looking for a payoff.”He nodded. “Probably. I’ll let you know.”Ari left and I sat there a few.