She started to moan which sent me wild and I started to moan too. After I had sucked her tits real good, she told me to lie on the bed so she could ta...e my knickers off.I lay’d back and lifted my ass so she could slide my soaking wet panties off. I slowly moved my arched legs open and closed flashing my wet eager pussy at her. She grabbed my knee’s spreading my legs wide apart and slowly lick’s the out side of my pussy, she tease’s my clit by flicking it with her tongue every now and then. Then. If one or two of my concubines gives birth to a dark-haired, swarthy kid, well, that’s par for the course. He takes the same risk when it’s his turn to deploy and he leaves me in charge of his girls. Nice ones, too. Both Middle Eastern like himself. We both understand that this duty and custody includes fucking the ladies as well. That’s part of the idea. We also know that while away, we’ll get some strange from the pool or understanding comrades such as yourselves, ma’am,” Scardino smiled.“See. Besides, it wasn’t like he could do anything. I just had to sweat it out. Literally. The doorbell rang. I squinted at the clock radio: just past 11 am. Who could that be? Not Sandra surely; I’d had Frank phone her last night to tell her I was sick and cancel our lunch date. I toyed with the notion of just laying in bed and ignoring the bell – it rang again – but decided against it. It might be important. I slid out of bed, wrapped my thick robe around my now shivering. She searched her memory for another experience like this one. Most clients were relatively easy: a little sucking, a good fuck, with the occasional guy wanting to put it up her kiester. Then it came to her — the three black guys in Santa Monica. That had been about as nasty an experience as she had ever had. She had taken all three of their big dicks at once. But they hadn’t switched holes, and all had come at about the same time. But Conrad, or whatever the fuck his name was – well, he was.