"Perhaps your scent will be a constant reminder as she sleeps."I felt to bed move as this woman climbed up and took her position in front of me, her l...gs on the outside of each of my arms. I then felt His hands on my rump... at least I assumed it was His Hands. After all, maybe He invited an entire bus load over."SMACK!" I jumped as I felt his open hand make contact with my bare butt."Focus, Slut" His powerful voice filling the bedroom... my bedroom, OUR bedroom. The room where my hubby and I. Holding both her tits now, and in English he said,“Her tits are too big and she will not shave that ugly bush, no man will ever marry her.”I was mortified for the poor girl but she didn’t look unhappy, instead she was leaning back on her father and smiling.“Does she speak English?” I asked.“Only a few words.” Mary replied.“Good, at least she didn’t understand how he just insulted her.” I said. Then the man said, in English,“At least she’s a good fuck.”Then he stepped back and slapped the girl’s. He slides one hand up and grips your chin, turning your head to the side as he buries his face in your neck. He takes a deep breath, in and then out, while running his free hand up your back until it’s resting against the back of your neck. Right at your spot… where the shoulder, meets your spine. You can’t contain the shudder when you feel his finger nail, softly scrape against it. “Are you read for a fun night, my little whore?” He whispers into your ear. All you can do is moan in. The sweetest thing about my lovely, blonde goddess Kira, is that she's ALWAYS so good to me, even if I don't deserve it. Her lips, so full and warm, softly conveyed her love for me, gently pressing against mine, her breath through her nose blowing warmly and lightly across my cheek. Her strong, small hands held me, as though she were afraid I was going to fly away in the middle of our kiss.Her full, ripe breasts pressed against mine, and I sensed, rather than actually felt, her small pink.