The water rolls down your body meeting my face buried on your cock as water drips off my lips falling onto your cock under the shower head. You thrust...in hard and withdraw slowly teasing both of us. My pussy is on fire from your endless taunts. I devour every drop of your cum mixed with the warm water. After we are done, I turn the water off and get dressed wondering if this day will be the day that we embrace each other wholly.For the thought of you with another woman knowing that there is no. The great day came and i got the courage to call and anounce my visit to they're house and see how things were standing. I bought some flowers and headed there. My uncle was happy to see i was well and welcomed me in. My aunt was in the living room and i went to give her the flowers i had brought. She was wearing a bathrobe with black nylons. She took the flowers and hugged. When she did that she wispered in my ear : "im not wearing any underwear" and with that she took my hand and guided. I was expecting a more ‘westernized’ type. If it would be a Saudi who would go for such a thing. ‘But, as I’ve found out, there are other drives that are stronger than your conservative cultural upbringing. Especially for someone with a history of cancer in the family.’ Zerzinski paused, and his eyes had that far-off look to them again. Then he resumed the storytelling. ‘She shook my hand, at first. Which actually I was happy about, because I’ve seen how some women in hijabs don’t shake. Not quite sure what I was going to say if anyone at work noticed I hadn’t changed my shirt the next day. We had a glass of wine, chatting about how good the sex had been. Maggie suddenly got serious, and said “I haven’t had sex with anyone other than Barry since we met”, and then after a few moment “Fuck him……….if he can fuck around so can I”. As she looked back to me I put me hand behind her head, pulling her towards me so I could kiss her again “If you want to fuck around with me that’s fine”.