The pervert guy: Oh, I see now, that lousy husband of yours is only a loud talker. He can’t satisfy you, can he? That’s why you are waiting here t... pick up someone. Ask for it straight away, if you want it so badly, you bitch!I felt like breaking the glass on his face, but all I could do at that moment was spit on his face. Since I never had that kind of an encounter with a man before, I was surprised by his nonchalant attitude.The pervert guy: I bet your husband doesn’t spit on your pussy.. Our meet ended with a kiss,before a yellow cab drove her away leaving me with thoughts of what might of been.She called the next day, and invited me to "Dinner at eight" at her place.I was duly impressed upon arrival, she had a doorman outside her building, and an elevator man, and this was on the west side of Manhattan.As I entered her apartment, and proffered the gift of proverbial wine, she tongued kissed me! Well you can imagine my thoughts for a quick main course, and a mad dash for. Is this what you are willing to give to me?You promissed to obey me, if you say you love me you love my kind of lust. Farid was still inside me rubbing and drilling my hole with his cock. I felt him deep inside..ritmic and sometimes mean hard hits. He seemed to enjoy this kind of fuck, to show me what his cock could do and to show me he had power over me by mohammeds allowance. i had no choice to Obey his dominance . But even it was sometimes very dominant, it fed my inner lust who needed a. "What is it then?" he asked innocently. "It's like a big, raised circle which stuck out when you bent down..."He made an arc shape with his finger and thumb, as if wrapping them around an invisible tube. I blushed more deeply, realising that the hole he was making was quite blatantly the same girth as some of the large, erect cocks that had recently cleaved me open so blatantly back there.I cursed myself for having been so sexually active this last week or so. In the last four nights alone, I'd.