Knock! Knock! Knock!Pause...After six knocks the person behind the door lost patience and entered. "Will you ignore your sister, little Zi?" The voice...that followed the young beautiful woman in said jokingly.To answer, Zax held tight the covers above his head and from beneath them he yelled: "Go away!" Oh ... So you are angry with me too?" Zetsa grabbed the other side of the blanket and pulled till Zax lost his grip and could not hide himself anymore. Zax face was red and his eyes were teary.. The girl squeaked and covered her large, firm breasts with her hands.“Put your hands behind your head,” said the man. ‘Be quick.”She did as she was told and her pink nipples rose and hardened.“Call Ahmad,” said the man, licking his lips. He picked up the other passport, read, pursed his lips, and said, “Pamela, hm? Aren’t you pretty.” He laughed. “Take off your shirt, Pamela, be quick or they will cut it off.”The lean blonde girl unbuttoned her khaki shirt, trying not to look at her sister’s. Pat noticed and said, "Well, Henry, I was afraid of this. Look at his little clitty. It's dripping. You know what that means."I didn't no idea what that meant, but I found out in ten seconds. Henry had pulled me off of my wife's face and had my chest on the sofa as his rejuvenated cock slammed into my ass. He was ripping me a new one, literally. I couldn't help it but my cock was drooling like a dog salivating over a bone – Henry's bone. It was uncontrollable. My cock wasn't even hard, but I. Gathering enough leaves, I walked back to the place. I was surprised to see that she had made the tent somehow. I didn’t think of a very important question, “Where did she find a cloth?”That’s because I was in awe of the beautiful tent she had made. On top of that, she had lit a small bonfire in front of the tent. When I walked around the tent to find the entrance, that’s when I realized that mom had made the tent out of her sari. The one that she was wearing the whole time.Meaning she wasn’t.