I am Dutch. Although as a race and a cultural identity we are clearly superior to the rest of the planet, we do understand this does not give us speci...l privileges. These servants lived here, too, three or four to a room. I imagine they too would prefer a private suite. I stepped into the room, not so much to settle in but so as to see the Khafama’s face just before his imminent demise, and from the corner of my eye I also spotted what passed for a bathroom for these people. Words fail me, but. I learned that he was single, no kids and that he found me very attractive. Kira came over and begged me to dance with her and her friend. I kept saying no, but Dane got up and grabbed my hand and pulled me with him behind Kira. We all did a line style dance and the music changed to a slower song. I started to walk back to the bar, but Dane stopped me and asked me to dance. I obliged and felt his strong hands grab my waist. I put my hands around his shoulders and started to move with him; I was. I fucked her with such force. She gripped me. She held me with such silky delight. I shuddered, the pleasure building at the tip of my cock.And in her pussy.I felt her orgasm building and building with my every thrust into her pussy. I fucked into her with force, my nuts slapping into her bush. They swelled with the pressure while her pussy massaged the tip of my cock.I loved it. I savored it as I drilled into her snatch over and over again. She tossed her head, adding her moans to the other. “Ahhh… god you feel good inside me…” mom screamed.I fuck her slowly to enjoy the pleasure of being inside my mother. But as I pull in and out of my mom she commands me to fuck me harder, so I increase speed on my thrust and each time my balls would hit her ass.“Ahhh… ahhh… why can’t you fuck me like this last night?” said mom while moaning.As mom continues screaming for pleasure, I started pumping her faster and faster. I can now feel my dick is about to blow.“I am about to cum, don’t cum yet.