?You have ten seconds to remove your clothes, all of them,? Jalil stated, as he continued to pull off his own garments. ?And then I will hurt you.? ... ?Hurt me? What the fuck? What the fuck is your problem?? Samantha asked in disbelief. ?What is this? What’s going on?? ?You Americans, you are so stupid,? the huge Middle Eastern man declared, shaking his head while he removed his shirt and pants. ?What are you—stop! Get away from me!!? Samantha shrieked, kicking at the giant. I am well lubricated by now, and he slides it slowly into my vagina, at first with small in and out motions, but gradually inserting more of it till it is fully in. It feels wonderful, but he takes it out again and comes back with another, slightly stouter one. Again he eases it in and out till I am comfortable and the sides of my vagina are contracting in an effort to hold it within me, and again he gets it right in to the shaft. He seems satisfied with this and I watch in increasing. Her name was Louis and she was French. A firm grip and level look reinforced the image of a no nonsense lady that knew what she had to do. Our introductions were brief and I thanked my angels that I didn’t get an old grumpy guide as she strode ahead of me to a jeep standing amongst other cars in the parking lot. Her legs were firm without being muscular; a short skirt covered a very pert ass. The way her ass moved as she walked had me gaping like a teenager. Her body spoke of a. After a few minutes of touching each other, and gathering se courage, I came out and asked her specifically.“Beth, if you could have an incestual relationship, whom would it be?”“My uncle Steve, without a doubt”, she said with no hesitation.Again, my mind goes to the stories I have read, and picture her uncle Steve eating her pussy and then fucking her raw. I tought of how to use this to my advantage and asked if I could eat her out and she could pretend I was him, to which she quickly.