He told her to spit in her hand and rub the other end ofthe dildo, and she did so without question. She spit several times onthe free end, till it was...shiny with dripping saliva. He told her toput that end to her asshole and put it inside. She had to set thephone down close to her so she could use both hands, but she did asshe was told. She now had an end in each hole. She slowly began toslide both ends in and out, building up a smooth pace. She felt filledto the max. He was telling her that. I was panting, trying to catch my breath.Sharon giggled. “My big stud,” she said, “You filled your slut with your come, you naughty boy.”I smiled, getting my breath now.“Bad boy, that has to be our little secret, okay?” she whispered.“Okay, sure, no problem,” I said, kissing her.We lay there for a while, fondling and kissing each other. We chatted a bit too. I wondered what Sharon’s husband had thought of it all.After twenty minutes or so, Sharon kissed my chest, and made her way down to my. I just watched some TV until I went to bed.”She suddenly downed her coffee and gave me another kiss. “I love you, hun, got to the office now.”I watched out the window as she drove away. When she was gone I made a dash to the bedroom. I immediately went for the drawer on her side of the bed. I tried the first one, then the second. Locked.I was just about to go get a hammer to smash the drawers open, when I noticed a gleam of silver in a pile of clothes in the corner of the room. I walked over. When all 3 Arab-American girls turned to look it was Carol who said it. She wasn't alone. Miley, her younger sister and younger brother were there too. Earlier in the morning all 3 Trusk kids had attended church and Carol had to help her mom and aunt with something."Muslim girls aren't his type. He is going out with Ms Leigh and she has blonde hair and blue eyes. She does not look like a terrorist now does she!!" commented Miley in a taunting tone."I am surprised that the Lord did not get rid.