"There you are, Habibi," Jamilah called her husband one of her favorite nicknames that she had for him in Arabic, meaning my love.The three men’s ja...s dropped a little when they saw Jamilah slowly jog over, her huge breasts slightly bouncing up and down underneath her shirt. John and Bill both gasped and felt their small penises rise inside their tennis shorts."Hey, Ya Amar." Fadi too gasped at his wife's beauty and called her his favorite nickname in Arabic, meaning my most beautiful.“Hey.”. I wanted Dave’s approval of my attire as I didn’t want to be accused of flashing my goodies to bribe the examiner.The driving lesson went well with Dave telling me that the only reason that he could see me failing was if I suddenly had a panic attack or something like that. He also told me that my clothing was more appropriate and I did notice that his head wasn’t turning my way as often.The rest of my day went well with Matt visiting me for a session of benefits and then me doing my workout.. “Unh! Ohh! Ohh! Ohh! … … … OhhhhhhhGahhh! She gasped, cumming. Her tight pussy squeezed and released his penis as he slammed into her repeatedly. She was a rag doll, helpless on top of him as he fucked her relentlessly. “Ohhh I’m gonna cum!” he moaned. Charmaine gathered her wits about her just enough to get off of him, sliding his penis out of her vagina. She got on her knees between his legs and grabbed his cock. It jerked in her hand and a thick stream of cum shot up into the air and onto. There was just something about him...My name is Karen Shepard and I was fourteen at the time. We had just moved here three weeks before from the city where I had been born and lived all my life. There we had a nice three bedroom house on a nice quarter acre lot in a nice neighborhood in a nice suburb. Nothing unusual, just a typical middle class American life. When my dad got the promotion and we had to move here, he and Mom decided they would like a place more in the country. They found one..