Although the Imam’s sickness was unfortunate and untimely, it would soon leave Tariq with full authority over the Organization and the order of cler...cs until a new Imam could be raised.Tariq would have his hands full. The religion was being trampled by the loose values of the West, and at the same time the glorious Qu’ran was being portrayed as a handbook for towel–headed zealots holding the world hostage with terror and persecution. While most Westerners mocked Islam, the intellectuals labeled. He always had been a boob man. Several of his past girlfriends and his wife were well endowed. They chatted about all different things. She was easy to talk to. He told her why he was on Lush. He was fifty-four, married for thirty years. Happy, but also not. Loved his wife, but sex was not on the table anymore. She was not interested. The few times they did have sex, it was a quick in and out. She never initiated. He actually waited eight months last year to see if she would suggest. .have never...cum that hard...EVER! Don't ever leave me...I want this every day... for the rest of my life! God, what a mess and we still aren't done yet are we?" I looked down to where she was looking, at my crotch. I was rock hard, my dick pointing straight at her still dripping vagina. I straddled her again, over her hips this time and noticed she had my cum drying on one cheek and the side of her nose. I licked it away before I resumed kissing her, tasting my salty cum and. Naturally, I sat in the middle. Rachel had the popcorn, we all had sodas, Becky was holding mine. “I don’t want anything to get in your way, Michael.” When the theater darkened there were maybe forty people there, just enough for what we were about to do to be daring. I pulled each of the skirts up toward their waists and pushed their legs apart. I moved my hands right down to their respective pussies. I rubbed their outer lips causing them to swell. Just a light touch of their clits was all.