The decor inside was mild and understated as Aisha glanced around the cozy living room.Michael went into the kitchen and began to pour 2 glasses of co...d water. He returned and handed one to Aisha as he continued to stare at the burqa."So what exactly are you selling anyway?" Michael inquired."There is a new mosque in the area and our members are trying to raise money for a separate c***dren's center." I see. So were you born and raised as a Muslim Aisha?" Yes, I come from a very strict. Chuck was married, but his wife wasn’t putting out the way she used to, and he was on the search for someone who would. He had an awesome body, a tall runner, very fit, with shaved balls and a gorgeous, seven-inch cock that was shown in his profile. He’s one of those guys who is proud of his jewels and had more than two-dozen photos revealing his prized possession in his profile. I often enjoyed getting naked and rub my cunt while thumbing through his photos.He arrived earlier in the morning. She wore a peachy dressing gown nothing special but you could tell that she had no bra on underneath but it was well wrapped round her so nothing was revealing. I would sit on the end of the sofa and try my hardest not to look at her breasts but found it difficult and I'm sure she would catch me a few times as she often gave me a cheeky smile. I would then go to the bathroom to have a shower and have a wank thinking of them.One morning I went down as usual and as I approached the kitchen she. And he returned my passion in Spades.I don’t remember how we ended on the king-sized bed, nor do I remember him disrobing. All I remember is the indescribable joy I felt as we joined. I think I started climaxing before he was all the way inside.Two hours later I dozed off with my head on his chest; I was a sweaty, satisfied, smiling mess.We slept for a couple of hours and woke up famished. I was all for ordering room service but Joey insisted we go somewhere to eat. So we took a quick shower,.