” Kyle smiled and took her hand and patted it gently, “I’m fine….just a little tired.” He lead her on to the study before Ian would wonder...what was taking so long. Shay walked into the study and headed straight for Ian. Ian met her halfway, took both her hands and kissed them softly. He looked her up and down, drinking in her exotic beauty. She was wearing a floor length strapless lavender gown with a plunging back that nearly revealed the top of her shapely ass. Her long silky black. She was kneeling directly in front of me still wearing the fake cock. ‘Remove the dildo. And take my scepter into your hot mouth.’ I watched as my entire length disappeared down her throat. She withdrew and took my length again. I was drawing ever closer to my crescendo. I told her we must wait until the others had reached their zenith before we continued. We watched as Janice untangled herself from dad and turned to kneel on the lounger in front of him. He moved behind her and plunged into her. I may have mumbled; but surely couldn’t get the words out. Betsy’s right hand is firmly clenched around the shaft of my cock. She pulls me on to the bed and I straddle her head, never taking my eyes off of her cream soaked pussy. I kneel over her head facing her sexy snatch. My left hand reaches for her bare left tit. I slowly draw a circle around her tit with my finger. I pinch her nipple; gently at first, then harder. She tenses at the pinch. My eyes still glued to her cream pie.Betsy pulls. Tears would well up in their eyes as they recounted these tales and it was as if, for a brief time, their souls had been transported back to the villages and groves of that ancient land.Afterwards they would all join together in a shared meal. The cuisine, naturally Lebanese.At these evenings, men and women sat together, although for the religious part they sat at opposite ends of the room. They didn't forget they were in a western country with children educated in western customs and beliefs..