The next day Zahra came over again. She was wearing a full length skirt that accentuated her hip to waist ratio and a buttoned up blouse. Immediately ... could see that my husband was cringing thinking of our conversation the day before. He was thinking, 'what does she think of me now?' As we arranged the dinner table I couldn't help but notice how sexy Zahra was looking today. As she bent over, her sculpted arse was highlighted by the tight fitting skirt. Occasionally she would lift her skirt. She enjoyed getting her feet sucked. I can see her eyes rolling with pleasure. I worked my way up her feet and to her legs. I kept tearing her stockings as I worked my way up her legs. I got to the top of her stockings and just ripped what ever was left. I wanted to slap her so hard. She got me into that mood. I was wondering if I should or not and I did. I slapped her right across her face and told her to get down on her feet bitch. She screamed and was shocked and also obeyed. She got on her. I could see the lips ofd my pussy how they were wrapping that cock and helping me to feel all in/out that my host would have. Oh, yes, there is nothing more beautifull than the lips of a pussy , male or female, encircling the cock fucking that pussy. I felt my insides so full of delicious cock that I was almost already cum-ing. I knew that I would have several explosive orgasms. He pulled out, totally out, and I felt that a vacuum had been created inside my pussy. To have that vacuum. . well, five or six weeks in my case, I believe that we can not only handle all of this, but we can use it to help me balance out the multiple 'me's, ' with the added benefit of plenty of good sex with people who really care. I already love these people and their crazy openness, and based on what you've said this morning, and judging by that bulge in your shorts, I believe that you feel the same way. At least I hope you do."Mark smiled down at her anxious, hopeful face, and, taking a breath,.