The first thing Mrs. Mahmoud commented on was his lack of temperance and use of foul language. She was absolutely spot-on in both cases but it seemed ...hina took no offense and I saw him eyeing her generous boobs more than once during dinner.I looked carefully at Mrs. Mahmoud after dinner and saw all the telltale signs of a female with her belly satisfied and now with her inner core of desire seeking male flesh as dessert for her itchy needs. Thank Allah I had secured the services of China to. He turned to my wife and said, 'Okay wifey, If I can't have you, I'm gonna have him. He needs to know who's the boss.' 'You're right Andre. He needs to know who's in charge. He climbed on top of me, pinning my legs over my shoulder, 'I'm gonna fuck you like a woman.' With that, he took me. My first time. I screamed as the head entered me, unable to take the stretching and I lay there and let him. My wife lay next to us, rubbing her clit, 'That is so hot. Fuck that sissy Andre. Take him. He. "Well, what do you think?" She said as she took ahold of my head and turned it in various directions. "Is this a winner or not?"The shorter brunette called out, " Wait, wait! Let me get my cell phone out and get a picture of this."As Ronda displayed me a blob of liquefying cum decided to drop off my chin and splattered on the floor."Got that one on my phone," the photographer called out."Have him lick that up," the black girl said."Oh, Yuck!" the taller brunette exclaimed, "That's too gross. My eyes were drawn there, to her green and yellow striped panties. I focused on the colored material hugging her pussy. I knew I shouldn't be looking, but I couldn't tear my eyes away.In her sleep, my wife snuggled up to me and sighed. Tara looked over her shoulder with her legs together. With her eyes fixed on me, she slowly spread them, and held them open. She continued to stare until my eyes fell upon the opening in her shorts. When I looked back at her face she smiled and turned around,.