Not a little dinky bar, but a bar suitable for a small nightclub.Raj was quite the gentleman, pulling out a barstool for me and helping me get situate.... Udit sat to my left with Manisha next to him. Manisha was wearing a cream coloured salwar suit. She was definitely plumper than I was. Her cleavage was positively visible and Udit was definitely enjoying the view. However my confidence increased in leaps and bounds when I noticed that she too was a trifle nervous. Raj poured us some very dry. What are you? Where are you from? Please meet my parents. Will you marry me..? Fuck sake, it’s endless. They’re obsessed with me. They treat me like some kind of deity, so I started calling them pilgrims.The problem is, technically I’m one of them. I’m mixed race, half Bahraini, yes I’m as hot as the desert and half English – hence the foul mouth. I dress in Western clothes and possess a liberal attitude. The whole package drives my South Asian classmates mad.It’s not that I have a particular. She slowly rose and fell as I enjoyed every minute of her pussies’ ministrations on my cock. It had been quite a while since I had sex and even longer since I was even interested. It didn’t take long before I could feel the cum rising in my balls and I warned her I was Cumming expecting her to get off me so I wouldn’t cum in her pussy. But no she just thrust down on my cock deeper so when I exploded I was deep in her cunt and I emptied a years worth of semen deep into her. I could feel the cum. We went over a ridge into a valley, seeing a run-down house ahead. There appeared to be some crops growing on the west side of the building. I wondered who would want to live out here.There were two children working in the garden. One of them noticed us, then ran inside. A few moments later, a thin looking man came onto the porch, carrying a simple rifle. “That’s far enough, folks,” he yelled. “We’re not looking for trouble, but we’ll defend what we have.”“Good for you.” I took my helmet off.