The family were obviously well off by local standards, growing many hectares of grapes for the two great wineries, Chateau Musar and Caves Ksara, but ...he chastity of women was a matter of life and literally, death. Surely. Safiya was looking amused at my discomfiture, not least because she glanced at my erection beginning to be obvious in my trousers."Ne voulez alarme pas!" she laughed. But I was. (I'll stop using French now; I've forgotten so much!)Safiya is, if you can imagine, a blue eyed,. I was even more surprised to find a wine glass in the cabinet. I poured the wine and handed her the glass. She raised it as if to imply a toast."To..." She looked at me as if I was to finish it, but I didn't know what to drink to. "Another lonely night," I said as we both started to laugh a little. I couldn't help but notice the dress she was wearing. It was so sexy and her cleavage was tormenting me. Every time I caught myself looking at it I would take a long sip from my beer. We talked about. I then took one of my fingers and slid it into your ass. I had filled both holes. My cock was throbbing so hard I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to fuck you. I sat straight up in the car, flipped you over, put your ass up in the air, and flipped your skirt up exposing your beautiful ass. I used the juices from your dripping pussy to lube your tight hole. With the other hand I had my cock as was guiding it into your ass."Easy," you said and I slowly moved closer to you. My cock hurt as it. She came screaming at the top of her lungs 3 more times and each time she squirted a lot of her pussy juice all over us to the point that there was a pool of it all over the floor. We both heard something and we stopped and looked up to see a very well built redhead with her top pulled above her boobs and her shorts around her ankles. She was at the back sliding glass door with two fingers in her pussy and the other hand squeezing her left nipple. She was kind of slumped against the glass and.