I could hear every word. They were far from discrete. “This is so naughty, my husband will wonder where I am.” “Don’t worry about that, it�...�s his own fault for being so selfish. He can’t have a woman like you all to himself. He can have sloppy seconds later.” It sounded like she was sitting on the toilet seat and he was standing up. I could hear clothes being removed. “Oh my god, that is the biggest cock I have…” She didn’t finish. He had rammed his massive cock into her mouth. I told him that I wasn't sure if I wanted us to have sex, and he said that we would only go as far as I wanted, he just wanted to lay with me in his arms. So we left the movie on and walked back into his bedroom. He had his art work in the corner, and posters of anime and movies all over the walls. I sat down on his bed and looked up at him, he turned on the bathroom light then almost shut the door. Walking over to me he watched me as he came to me then he leaned me back against his sheets. “Yes, I love it” I responded, as I felt her hands start to slide up the base of my penis, and a chilling breeze pass over the head as she blew on it.“Well, you’re going to love this even more then”, she dipped her neck down and gently kissed the tip. Her tongue dragged over the top once, then made its way around the head of my dick. Then, I felt her warm lips take in the tip, and it didn’t stop there. She brought her head down even further, I could feel the head of my erection touch the back of. The couple ate their food and relaxed.Kareem dozed off while listening to a pre-downloaded podcast. He dreamt about his humble beginnings and rising to this level. His mind raced back to being the oldest of five c***dren of a single mother. He remembered the succession of dope boys, ex-cons, and aunts’ & mom’s boyfriends fucking his young, prodigious ass. In Namibia, he lived with a host family in a mud hut. The husband and a couple other villagers smashed his cakes over the two year.