He loved me; they both did. Stupid fucking tourists always wanted love, as much as sex, just so they could feel good about themselves, probably. I did...'t care.I lifted my head, holding my open mouth over the ruddy tip and letting the spit and precum drip from my bruised lips. I worked my small hand up and down, keeping him wet and slippery so we could do it again. I played with his balls, rubbed my fingers beneath and tickled his virgin sphincter. I did everything I could think of to make him. Ahmed, I trust you have come to pay me what you owe," Richard started."Oh, Mr. Richard, sir, it is very difficult." Well how soon could you pay?"The visitor turned to his assistant and said, in Arabic, ~See how the dog begs for food. Shall we give him something?~~No need for that. Let the infidel wait, replied the assistant.Derek intervened to ask quietly, ~Which of you two camel turds is the least junior, that is if there is any difference between the status of worms?~The two Arabs just stared. I could see her fat pussy lips better now, this was their natural shape. This was a pussy that made me really want some of it.“Juana, you have a pretty pussy, may I kiss it?” Annie asked. Not waiting for an answer, she dipped her head and I could hear her suck the fat wet lips into her mouth.“Me too, Juana,” Stacy said, as she leaned down and sucked the young girl’s fat lips that seemed to swell even more and become pressed together even tighter.“I want to kiss your pussy too, Juana,” Monica. Ibelonged from very high and richfamily though his family wasnotpoor. I often visit Shahid homeand when I went to his home Iusually gave some gift to his mother that were often sari orshilwar qamiz. His mother was anaverage common housewife. Shewas forty plus. She was notbeautiful woman, but was abusty woman. She was not fleshy but was enough fat. Hercomplexion was black browns. She had very big wide fleshy assand had very big boobs. Shealways wears shilwar qamiz. She didn’t care of her.