She was not Marid’s first wife, and the other woman resented the younger, beautiful girl. She danced for Marid’s guests and for her husband in pri...ate. She bore the hateful insults of Marid’s first wife and obeyed the woman’s commands. She endured the leering stares of Thabit, Marid’s oldest son, confident he would not dishonor his father by acting on his lust. Marid enjoyed his new wife’s intelligence and wit. He sought her counsel. She knew she pleased her husband because she was often. I called her phone in front of her home she came outside and asked me to come insideI went inside and knocked the door, she opened and I stunned by looking her in real she was on tight sleeveless top and shorts and boobs were huge and hanging down, I really wanted to squeeze and suck her boobs there only but I controlled because I had whole 2 day and her ass was also good then we went inside, we sat and talked for while, she was looking very cute and started to expose her boobs by bending while. I shouldn't have worried. Oh, it felt good. Very good, but I was still able to think clearly. I worked on cleaning my boobs, and I realized again how much bigger they were than I expected. I lifted them up to lather up underneath, and marveled. I was right, they were about the size of my head, but rounder. As unexpected their size was, at the moment I was glad. I loved them. My breath caught in my throat as the poof went over top of my nipples, making them stiffen and ache. I took a second to. He likes what we do. He even sent me a picture of his cock once. I replied... " she giggled. She opened up her phone and went to the gallery. Then she scrolled down some way. I saw an image of a cock scroll by. She scrolled back up a bit more on her phone, and there was a photo of her very open pussy, with a dildo in it. I wanked furiously. "How is it gaping so much?" I stammered, close to orgasm. "I frigged myself with a bottle, and then wanted to see what I could get in, and forced some.