What do you say? I'll leave you a tip as big as my cock."I felt my cock get diamond hard. I lifted my head and really looked at James. He was a old...r, bigger man, an endearing beer belly, greying beard, and very masculine man. Had I seen him in the bar when it was busy, he wouldn't have caught my eye, but in this setting he looked like the sexiest man alive. Saying nothing, I gave James his drink and walked over to lock the door and shut the blinds. James smiled.I took a swig of whiskey. She was a sloppy kisser, licking and sucking around my mouth, playing games with my tongue as it rubbed against hers. It was incredible.After a minute of that, she sat back down in her chair and grinned. "Well, I couldn't ride you if I hadn't even shifted you first. I have standards."I grinned right back. "Not a problem. That was as good as I ever expected it to be." So, shall we head on? Your house would probably be best, considering I live in the back arse of nowhere."I readily agreed. We. I walk the passnger side and climb into the seat. I sat there completely exposed with a huge load of cum covering my tits. He starts to drive and takes a couple of busy roads with of street lights. On one street we were waiting for the light to change when a tractor trailer pulled up next to us on my side. He asked me if the driver was looking at me. I said yes. John told me to smile at him and wipe some cum off my chest with my finger and lick it off my finger. I obeyed. At one other. Lighter skinned than most Arabs but with glossy dark brown hair worn long, Zeinab was supple, tall and slim by Kobekistani standards, though her breasts were by no stretch of the imagination boyish and her rump projected pertly enough. A tiny bit of pubic hair had been left on the body, carefully shaped to form a hand pointing downwards to the clitoris and the entrance to the tunnel of love.~May I see her in my harem dress? I do like that pubic adornment; do all your harem have that?~ asked the.