She is voluptuous, curvy and hot. I thought it would be nice to get her a new outfit so we went to some specialty shops to find her new costume.After ... drive we found a middle eastern shop with all sorts of dancing stuff. We walked in it was a little dark and dingy but smelled a little like cigars. The owner greeted us, an older Arab man wearing what looked like middle eastern clothing, he introduced himself as Mustafa. He was friendly enough and urged us to look around.My Emily asked him about. I enjoyed the long stretches of green cultivated lands and small but beautifully built scattered houses among them. The day was quite sunny and after a brief walk, I could feel the beads of sweat over my forehead.I didn't meet anyone on the way. There were not many people visible in the fields also. There was not much work in the fields right now; the crops were almost ready and soon the farmers would start harvesting in about a month or so. It was the period for the farmers to relax, the crops. I do not know why I had this want to please him. I told him, "I can taste your sweet pre-cum." I enjoyed every minute rubbing his pre-cum on my lips and tongue. Looking at his face, I waited for confirmation for my oral talents. Carl's head was tilting back, resting on his hands; his eyes looked at the ceiling then back watching me. I could tell he wanted me to keep sucking his dick. As I sucked, he made a sound, somewhere between a moan and a murmur. Carl's dick was fully erected. I continue. There was just a hint of light from the street lamp. I opened the trap door and helped her to straddle the opening. I watched her squat down and pee, and pee, and pee some more. She had been holding it for quite some time. When she asked me for some toilet paper I handed her a paper towel from the roll I kept up there. She wiped, I closed the trap door and locked it, and then we climbed back into my sleeping bag.Mary asked, “Would you make love to me?”I replied, “Sure I would. Are you sure that.