Many drinks that you have shared with Sarah and Emily have been after Beth's bad days. She is very good at her job, and is likely the most organized h...man being you've ever met. She can laugh, and she can have a good time, but she never makes it a point to become friendly with her staff on her own. She has been persuaded in the past, however, and there is a picture in the office of all four of you at a karaoke bar. As you watch her in the office, your mind wanders to her long legs, often. After she leaves, the widow comes closer to me and says, “I have not had sex for 4 years. If you have it with me, I will give you my blessings and my daughter for marriage.”It was dark, and I could barely see her. Since there was no harm in fucking, I replied, “Aunty, I don’t need your daughter for marriage. But I am ready to sleep with you.” She slapped me and said, “Don’t call me aunty. Call me Faiza, and I am your begum tonight.”I thought about what was with my luck with Muslim women on this. "I stand up and turn as she lifts my skirt... she grabs my cock which by now is hard from excitement and laughs..."You still have this little thing, huh? A REAL girl would have gotten rid of it by now... you were never good with it anyway..."I start to blush but she just laughs and calls her boyfriend over and tells him to sit down..."So you really think you are a girl, huh? Let's see how much of a girl you are? Suck his dick, just like I used to suck yours, little faggot! Do a good job and. As Shawn moved behind my kneeling wife there was a knock at the door of the room. I figured why not and opened the door to see the clerk still dressed as a woman standing there with a smile on her face asking if she/he could join us? Again, why not, Debbie said night to remember! The burning question was answered quickly when she/he lifted the skirt to reveal a already rock hard cock. He said he could hear what was going on and just had to take a chance, he said Shawn was just to damn good.