"Ouch!!" he cried in pain."I'm sorry Mistress. I was just thinking about your health. Please don't be mad at me. You said so yourself that you were no... feeling great. All I said was you should drink water!!" Charles cried."Never mind Charles. Shut up and walk behind me!!" she ordered him."Yes Mistress!" he whimpered and bowed.Charles trekked behind Ivy. It was like the reverse situation between an Arab Muslim man and his wife or wives. The Arab Muslim women trekked behind their husbands, all. He balled my panties up, and eventually threw them on the floor. My bra fell to the floor, and then he got down on the floor too. He grabbed onto my legs, and moved me a little bit. I was right in front of him, and I was completely naked. One thing we hadn't done a lot was oral sex. I actually wanted to give him head, but he just thought it was too weird. He could make love to me, but couldn't let me suck on his cock. Although, he had no problem giving though, he actually loved that. He leaned. For me its the ultimate sexual feature on the body. In fact its a thing of beauty and something that I would regard as art. What makes it so glorious is that hidden between these two mounds of perfectly formed flesh and muscle lies that small, dark, exquisitly beautifull backdoor love tunnel.When I was in my teens I use to love wearing silk or smooth feeling underwear that I would buy a few sizes to small for me so that when I put them on they would fill up the crack between my cheeks and rub. I took my place between Anita’s spread thighs…Cum was really fresh yet and I took my time so I could enjoy it.After what my wife thought was long enough she asked Anson if he had got his dick hard again. He laughed and nodded; so he pulled off at the next exit.We swapped places again; but this time Ana ordered me to turn around and look forward in the highway, without sneaking back.So, I was not allowed to watch as a black man fucked my sensual wife in the back seat of my own car.Between.
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