“Take it out, suck it slave.”It was big, really big, 9 plus inches of thick meat, I licked the head of his big, thick cock, I had never taken such...a big cock before, it was more the thickness that worried me, this was going to hurt. I started taking him in my mouth, licking his meaty cock, using my hands to massage the base, twisting my head as I go down on him deeper and deeper. The smell of his cock and crotch was intoxicating, so masculine, was it true that Muslim men are really stronger and. Ivan had never spoken to me like that, but I had never given him cause before. I followed him into the house and to the den. The den that in a happier time we had talked about renaming the "Family Room". Now I wondered if that would ever happen.He pointed at the couch. "Sit."I sat, with my knees drawn up under my chin and my arms wrapped around them. I couldn't take my eyes off Ivan. He looked so angry and at the same time so very sad. God, what had I done to him?He sat in his chair and stared. Yes! Marilyn thought. Yes! Oh, yes! But she looked at Ted, silent, her eyes wet and glistening with tears. They were tears of happiness, Ted hoped. Please, God, let them be tears of joy, he prayed. Marilyn began to sob. Ted set the ring on the table, and rose. He placed his hands upon her shoulders. "What's wrong, Marilyn?" he asked. "What's the matter?" His voice was full of concern.Ten minutes passed before Marilyn could bring herself under control. Although she'd wept quietly, she and Ted. The old man slapped her cheeks and told her, “Quiet down, young Miss and spread wide open for my magic lotion.”Morgan opened up for him and let him work his wonders all over her secret places and she knew the old man was quite familiar with her geography when he completed the task with a joyful smile on his face because she was so nubile and primed.At least, she could walk like a normal person now and she let the elderly man avail himself of her bosom and even opened her mouth for him to stick.