.or perhaps looking back on it, didn’t really care… Two months later I was in heaven! After a month of dating over the phone, and another month of...spending every waking moment together, I thought life couldn’t get any better. Until, that faithful night…. We were out with friends, partying and having a good time. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or the low lights, but he had me in a trance; slowly feeling on my curves and kissing on my neck while we danced and grinded to the club music. I was. I am desperate for release so I slide my cock between her oiled and warm cheeks. It feels sensational as I press them tighter around my cock and I hump them like an oversexed teenager. In no time I am panting. I am getting closer and closer to cumming when I hear my Mistress say. “If you make a mess, you will have to clean it up.” “Yes Mistresssss!” I grunt and with a last few thrusts I cum for her. Spilling my hot seed between her cheeks and on her lower back. I lay down next to her as I. Natassia had been gone for nearly one and one-half decades, and I had slept with only one other woman in that period; a beautiful, barely legal blonde college student whom I met in the grocery a year after Natassia's passing. That young, American harlot was too brash, too naive and too rude for a long-term relationship. She was, however, a great fuck and I plowed her tight, petite body nearly three dozen times in our month-long fling.I turned off the shower faucet, trying to get my mind off my. I looked up to see what she was reading and to my surprise it said Kama Sutra which is basically the book of sex. This hijabi must’ve been one horny babe for reading a book about sex and all the different positions you can do. Soon I fell asleep dreaming of her and her sexy hijab and eyes. While I was sleeping I felt really good and it felt like someone was sucking my dick. I awoke to realize that that feeling was real and looked down to see Fatima sucking my dick! I freaked out and said,.