" The fat man said. We all left the cabana and headed back to our rooms. Susan continued her fuck-a-thon, every time I turned around she was taking ... load from from a new guy. I fucked Marge several more times, and some of the married guys that came along to fuck Susan, I fucked their wives, leaving my cum inside them. Susan fucked way more men than I fucked women. Every one of them bareback taking their load deep inside her pussy. Black guys, white guys, old guys, young guys, tall short, it. For the Emir it provided a welcome break from the utter boredom of the economic problems of a country earning too much foreign currency, and not being able to spend it all. It seemed that every suggestion the Emir produced of ways to spend foreign currency had either been adopted, or were impractical for some abstruse reason. Hurrying to the harem interview room, the Emir was heartily grateful to his mother for offering him this chance to get away. It was only his second day in the country but. They’ll come around eventually, trust me, though it might take a good while. It’s not as if they never sinned, right?” Aunt Luna encouraged me while kissing my face and neck.“Um, that’s putting it mildly. I don’t know the details, haven’t wanted to, I mean, come on, they’re my folks, Dad’s considerably older than Mom, they’re both fairly conservative, but I know that Dad has fucked other women. I can’t prove it and never felt the need. Mom’s not blind. She has to know. I’m fairly sure that. Shock gripped me as my dick squirted the last burst of cum into Janet's bimbo ass. I stared at my wife in shock as she stood over the collapsed form of Ryan, Janet's husband, an empty syringe gripped in my wife's hand. Ryan whimpered on the floor."Frank, we need to talk," my wife said, the bubbly, bimbo tone vanished from her voice.Alice, my wife, still looked like a bimbo. She stood naked, her large tits jiggling with even her slightest move. They were full, large, and so perky, defying.