She put her shalwar up and I took her kazmiz in my hands and lift her in my arms my sis my goddess my sweet heart my gift my slut my whore my concubin... and my wife. We entered in the empty room and she arranged a bed and laid on it. Now a scheme caught my mind and I sat on the bed and put her kamiz under my head and laid on bed beside her and pretended to sleep she was waiting my moves but I remained passive to enjoy the movements at full. I knew that she is mine but did not show. I wanted her. I thought at first that we were being illuminated so that the men could better see us debase ourselves for their viewing pleasure. But it was worse than that. The lights were coming from two large movie cameras. The bastards were recording this!Cassie and I were both still covered with sweat, sweat that had begun to cool in the night air. Our bodies pressed together now and her warm, soft body felt pretty good. We went right to it, probing each other’s pussies with our tongues.Once again I was. "Can I invite my Mom over?" Of course," Brock answered. "Meredith, would Sam like to spend the afternoon with Al and J.C.? I know you've said he was really appreciative of their talents."Meredith considered her reply. Brock had accepted Sam's reasons for cutting off contact without explanation but she knew it hurt him that a man he'd considered a friend would push him away so easily. She knew it would hurt him more if he understood that it was her mother who had insisted that Sam cut off. He knew why I was there and as I walked in he closed the door behind me, lit up a cigarette, and sat on the corner of the bed with his beautiful cock hanging off the side. Like a good little white boy I kneeled before him and began worshipping his superior black dick. I must say the picture he sent didn't do justice to how big this man truly was...about 9 inches long and almost as thick as my wrist (I uploaded the pics in my galleries). It was a mouthful to say the least and within no time he.