If anything, seeing Omar's huge cock deep inside of my wife's pussy, excited me; and excited something within me that I still find difficult to explai... in so many words. Envy might have played a roll, but if it was envy, then it had a very different effect on me than one might have otherwise assumed it would. Normally, envy was associated with resentment, and even hostility; but none of that was what I experienced in Kenya as Omar and Mara fucked!In fact, I could clearly remember the feelings I. I told her to wear the red saree I saw on her profile picture. She was hesitant because her parents might doubt.Then she told me to pick her up from her friend’s place because then she can hide bring the saree and dress up for me. I picked her up and had lunch together first. She was looking amazing. I was falling in love with her beauty and sexy look in that red saree. My dick was moving already. We held hands and I even fed her from my plate.We took off for the unknown destination after lunch. "I'm sorry I had to do that, Donna, but it was for your own good." "What do you plan to do - give me a shot ever four hours?" Jack asked angrily.The nanny smiled, and shook her head. "Of course not, my dear sweet Donna. Just two more over the next eight hours and then we'll be done." Done? What...what do you mean done?" I've did some research on the drug you took, and discovered that if you take a massive dose of it three times every four hours, you don't grow into the next stage anymore. Isn't. Of course we had our own private dates to movies which normally ended up with a late night make out session while parked on the shores of Deacon Lake. These were always innocent enough and I saw to it that it stayed that way. When we became seniors, I was named head of the cheerleading squad and Ron was team captain and starting quarterback for the team. We were also both more mature and starting to think about what we were going to be doing after high school. Ron was definitely headed for.