As we reached the stairs, I stopped us just before heading up to the front door and asked, “Does your mom know where you are?”Looking at me, she d...dn’t know what to say, but immediately blew it off by quickly remarked, “This is a nice house,” trying to change the subject. Kaci now moved to the steps, and as she partially blocking me by sitting on one of the lower steps, I looked at her smiling in the dark. Kaci skirt hiked up a little, but being it was dark, I really couldn’t see anything. She. Almost 21 like me but slightly huskier, heavier than my frame. He had dark black hair like me but his eyes were blue against mine almost hazel plus he was an unblemished white colored guy while I was slightly Olive Brown colored due to a bit over-roasting at the beaches and relatively much warmer weather in my homeland.We hit it off great from the day one. We had totally different subjects but our schedule of classes were nearly identical. We had to adjust the timings and by 7:00 AM, we were. Marie was a slut, but she wasn’t a whore. She had often been asked for her price, but she refused to have anything to do with those types of men, and instead she looked for a specific man who she suspected would treat her like a slut and humiliate her while fucking her hard.Marie was not the first woman that Karl had met in Dubai. He was experienced with prostitutes, and he was also a dominant man. He enjoyed using a woman, humiliating her, and generally treating her like the slut that she was.. I'm bespoken. I'll marry next month. Oh, please; it's too big. Please don' do it."I was at least halfway into her now, spreading her open as I went, filling her completely. There was no turning back. I flexed it and she moaned. Her flesh parted. The head's hard ridge had her."Only my lover has ever, ever, oh, oh, oh my god, my god, my god." She mewled and shook as my prong kept swelling and growing within her, seeking friction and depth, vibrating with thudding pulses, sliding back and forth.