I go at the 8.Let me tell you about myself. I am from middle class family. Me n Akeel loved each other for 5 years and got married. I am 37 and simple...yet so arousing in a way. I was educated and career driven yet so homely and very religious. I am fair and a bit fat but had meat at the right place. My bra size was 38 waist 36 and bust 38.It was a Monday. Akeel gave our clothes to laundry on Sunday, but we didn’t get the clothes on time due to power cut in our area. But luckily I kept one abaya. As his precum began to emit from the top of his cock Michele noticed the taste and found it very tasty and made her feel a sexual feeling she had never felt before. She realized that this made her feel wanted and needed and desirable. Her pussy began to itch so she reached with her free hand and began to rub her clit. The pleasure from this caused her passion and therefore the intensity and skill with which she was sucking Anthony's dick to increase. Brenda, mean time, had stopped licking. Once they had completed this task, they all stepped back and looked over their handiwork. She was helpless before their lecherous gaze. She could see from the reaction from their cocks that her situation was arousing these men even further.Each one of the men's cocks was bouncing up and down as more blood was being pumped into those sexual organs.But a strange thing seemed to be happening to her own body. Rather than being repulsed by the sight of these naked men, or of being tied down as she. He just sat listening to me as I told him there was a car park at the rear of the bar, and to tell my wife that he wanted to show her something. It happened so fast after that, my wife returned and we started to finish our drinks, then the arrogant twat stood up and touched my wive’s hand and said “come with me, I want to show you something”I sobered up very quickly, the jealousy hit me quite hard as my wife shyed away and looked at me. After all these years of letting guys fuck my wife, my.