We smiled at each other. I said, "Good morning, Gorgeous Lady. It's a beautiful day when I wake with you by my side."She grinned. "You're just trying ...o get into my pants." All things in time. The question is will I have to take them off you or will you come to our bed nakedly ready to consummate our love." That's hot! We better get up. She pulled loose and levered out of the bed. I followed her on my side of the bed. "Start the coffee, Abraham. I'll be there in a moment." I nodded and left for. She didn’t answer, except loud “aaaah Irshad”. Then I asked how her pussy is so tight?She said, “your uncle…you uncle never really used me..she gave birth with operation (not pussy) for both her daughters…so she is “tiat”(tight)”. I started fucking her more. Then I asked her about her younger daughter (my sali/cousin), my wife’s Yasmin’s sister, Shaheen (17). She said-No, she is a kid. I said Mami she can take me. Shaheen resembles my mami more than my wife does. My wife has small tits but. On the way over, I stopped at a convenience store and bought some long cigarettes since I read that many men have a smoking fetish and I didn't want to disappoint. After parking at the hotel, I reached under my skirt and panties and pulled out the anal plug which had really opened me up. I would be able to take anything now.I approached the hotel desk and asked if there there was a key waiting for Michelle and there was. The desk clerk checked me out. The sound of my heels on the marble floor. They could make slave labor sound like paradise.”“How did you manage to leave?”“They took periodic trips to San Francisco to recruit new members of what they called their commune, even though they owned everything and worked the kids they brought in like slaves. They made the mistake of assuming they were so far out in the wilderness that we wouldn’t try to leave on our own. But we did. We set all the animals free on the range and walked away the day they went to California. We walked seventy.