I was amazed when my cousin introduced me to this young Saudi guy with whom he played basketball at the local YMCA. Farouk was really modern in his vi...ws. He was a member of the John Jay College Coalition Against Sexual Assault and Domestic Violence. A Saudi guy as an advocate for women’s rights in the United States of America, ha! I almost laughed when Farouk told me that. Out of all the Muslim nations on this planet, Saudi Arabia was the most conservative. They made Iran and Afghanistan look. The lack of any preparation was a surprise and as he pushed inside the clenched muscle of my anus my involuntary gasp of discomfort was soon replaced by gasps of pleasure as the muscles relaxed to the familiar rythmn of a mans cock thrusting inside me and sucking greedily upon the young man's cock I settled to the familiar delight of being impaled at both ends of my body, sucking to each thrust into my belly.I could hardly believe my luck: literally on the beach a matter of minutes and here I. He kissed her again, and she started to whisper against his mouth. “Please, Dr. Claar…please…” she begged, craving her release. “Please what, slut?” he replied, starting to fuck her harder. “Tell me what you want, Lexi.” “Please make me cum for you, Dr. Claar!” she gasped, her mouth forming a perfect O as he began to hit her g-spot over and over again. “You want to cum for your teacher like a good fuck toy? Is that what you want?” he asked, pulling almost all the way out of her. He left. Their loving had lasted until the telephone rang at a quarter till eight. Caleb was out the door by eight, leaving JJ behind, and she was cussing up a storm. Caleb also had a few choice words for the state of Texas, Scotty McGowan, and life in general as he sped away from their home.Caleb and JJ had gotten married in the slow time between Christmas and the New Year so everyone important to them could attend. Bran had flown in to Phoenix from Houston, and the kids were out of school. The only.