After a moment of an insecure exchange of smiles, the Western-style woman was the first one to speak: “Btehki arabi (Do you speak Arabic)?” she as...ed me. “Bass shway (Just a little),” I replied, “My English is a lot better. Do you speak English?” “I do,” she gave back, “but my friend only speaks a little bit. But she can understand quite well!”“Then maybe English is the better option,” I suggested with a smile. “What are your names?”“I am Samira and my friend’s name is Zahra.”I brought my hand. When I returned with the floggers Bobby and his two friends were finishing undressing. It was a sight to behold; three naked studs—two of them very young—standing over my wife who they had placed face down on the floor.Bobby took the two floggers from me and handed them to his friends. He pushed me down on the couch and told me to watch. He instructed the two boys to begin.“Give the whore what she deserves,” he told them, “then afterwards you can taste her hot pussy and fuck her.”Blondie. . she lifted my dress and literally tore my panties and said I shouldn't have put them on in the first place. We know that tearing a panty isn't easy: it really hurt, and it made me gasp in pain and surprise, which in turn aroused me and her even more.I already knew she is the passive type, but still, I was surprised when she started whispering what she wanted me to do "to her": "I'm not gonna let you leave here until you fucked me to u*********sness", she said. "I want you to grab me and twist. My wife leaned over and gave meone final intimate kiss. After that I would be the one administering thelip-locks, though not on the mouth. Karma stretched out on her back andspread her legs invitingly. Another man would have thought of plunginghis rigid cock into her and pumping furiously, intent on selfishlysatisfying his own needs. Instead, I got into position on my belly, lipsnearly touching labia, sniffed and salivated. Her feminine center sentforth a seductive scent.She said, "Take.