Black magic is real. Think before talk."Thug #2: Oi, oi, they approach.Cleo and I crossed the floor and stopped at their table. Cleo spread her lips i... a ferocious smile. She was dressed in a deep maroon satin caftan that did not hide her curves. Instead, it gave the onlooker a sense of promise of what was hidden under its flowing folds. The trio froze in their seats."Er ... guys," I said. "We're going to the Petronas Auditorium. There's a concert we want to go to. Make it easy for you to. But somewhere within me there was a sense of disappointment that I may never again get another night of wild sex like the one I had spent with Max. So around a fortnight later when I finally heard from him I was pleasantly surprised. Max had called out of the blue in the middle of the week to see if I would consider meeting him for dinner that night. It was a Wednesday and I had no plans other than catching up on episodes of some of my favourite shows. He didn’t offer any explanation for why. She rubs her clit furiously, forgetting the timing with her thrusts.The feeling is incredible but her orgasm is just sitting at the precipice waiting to go over. But Emma knows what will work. She slides her fingers from her clit, down to and then into her pussy. Instantly her fingers go to work. She thrusts both sets of fingers in and out of her holes fast. “Ugh, give it to me!” she screams.Faster and faster, her fingers work. Then the ecstasy takes over. Her pussy bursts and the spray of her. Once it was all in he let his weight fall on me and lied down. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck and his hairy chest and legs rubbing my smooth girlish legs and back. It was electric. Salman then whispered into my ear: “I was very soft with you in the morning, but now you will feel my full strength. I’m going to drill you until you beg me to stop. I felt completely helpless and submissive with Salman on top of me with his cock in his ass. I begged him please be gentle, don’t hurt.