Man I was amazed with the amount of juices she was leaking out still. I kissed her ass all over. When she was bending her bulky ass just took an even-...ore tempting shape and I couldn’t resist it. After she had done with her orgasm she got up and kissed me and we exchanged her juices in my mouth. She was driven with lust or probably every woman has these desires of her body to be adored. She then broke the kiss and told me to shove my dick inside her.I went back to the old position with my one. Huda enjoyed the snacks while the wife consumed some of them like teasing a cock to get things warmed-up, after several minutes the wife moved over and reached down her jeans and kissed her pinning her to the couch. Huda merely gripped the pillows wanting it to continue but the wife pulls away telling her she’s gonna have to earn her pleasure tonight, panting she responds she will do anything the wife grabs her arm pulling her to her feet. Moved to the middle of the room Huda gets blindfolded. Reddish-brown hair fell short just above her shoulders, green eyes tinted with a hue of blue, and smile that radiated the warmth within a room. She rarely wore makeup; she didn't need it, for it was her natural beauty she quite clearly cherished above all else.The morning, after we arrived at the hotel, I found my desire for the pleasures of sexual intercourse had run rampant as I soon swam in the testosterone that fuels every young man. While I could have relieved myself of these carnal. Quick recovery though, “Is Darla available?” Meaning a certain blonde hadn’t been.Clint’s chiseled features were as Roman-coin as I remembered. Same thick shoulders, solid torso. Piercing green eyes.I stage-whispered to Pilar, “Make sure he doesn’t accidentally stick his finger in a socket.”She grinned.Clint ignored me and squatted down on his haunches to let Hobo and the Proper Villain do their usual due diligence. He smiled up at Pilar, “Ash Collins told me about this guy.”Pilar ruffled Hobo.