“A harem,” Chanda mutters, noticing five exotic women of five races, including Japanese, Indian and even a pale blonde. All dressed as provocative...y as possible. All quite beautiful. And three exotic and beautiful men as well. “Slaves?” Not worried about rudeness or provocation, she makes her distaste clear to their host.“And would they have such lavish and comfortable lives in their native lands?” the older man replies.“You have not traded for the offspring of princes and potentates?” asks. From End of Chapter 8.“Don’t just sit there guys.” I said walking to the couch and putting a hand on one of the muscular men’s thighs and my other hand on the muscular black man sitting beside him. I worked my hands over to the outline of their big hard cocks out-lined in their tight jean shorts.Now. Lonely Unfilled Housewife to Perverted Chapter 9.I continued massaging the outline of his growing cock until I reached the top of his jeans. I undid the top button and pulled down the zipper with. Cathy is now very much part of us -- our private group of 3 --- 2 old friends and 1 new friend ---- Mick’s hands are massaging her ass cheeks Opening and closing her --- she feels her wetness dripping from her lips --- her panties are soaked – I now join the welcome -- standing behind Cathy as I kiss him and raises Cathy’s' dress – I move Mick’s hands and takes over massaging Cathy’s ass cheeks open and closed ....I start kissing Cathy on the nape of the neck sending shock waves down to Cathy’s. When I tracked my father down in later years (he left mom just after I was born) I found that he had 17 c***dren by eight different women only two of whom he had married.First, to backtrack a bit, when I did not spend my leave at home with mom I visited my girlfriend Maria who lived with her elder sister Mary and her brood of 7 k**s.The Norfolk RAF base where I was stationed was located in a remote rural area with poor transport links. Our squadron leader operated a system where half of us.