She wiggled out of her yoga pants, removing them completely. “Now your panties,” he commanded. She slipped them down her sleek thighs and stepped ...out of them. Her body now standing naked in front of this strange Middle Eastern shopkeeper she found she couldn't say no to.She stood there, naked and trembling before him. Faheed released his giant cock from his pants, letting them fall to the ground. He took his fingers and massaged her clit, watching her reaction as he did so. She gasped and he. The manly smell he had was overwhelming. Middle Eastern men have a raw testosterone odor in my experience and his was intoxicating. I put my nose right into his chest and smelled deeply to his own satisfaction, I could tell he was a man who called the shots in bed and loved to be worshipped, and adored. I moved my hands as over his broad shoulders , stating deeply into his green eyes, and down his back, nice and slightly and he started to moan. I rested my hands on his thick super muscular ass. It’s 1:00. I have not one damned thing to do for the next hour and a half. I make up errands to do. I go to the grocery store. I get my car washed… Twice. Why am I nervous? Why does my heart jump the way it does when I see her or hear her voice? 2:15. Close enough. I head back to the restaurant and park in the parking lot. She walks around from the back of the restaurant and I open the passenger door for her. She hops into the car and says ‘I thought you were going to get me in the rear.’ I. He said ‘I figured you would be asl**p by now!’. He sat down with us, and eventually one thing let to another and Jen was riding me cowgirl style with me sitting in the couch and her humping up and down on my hard dick with her enormous breasts flopping up and down inches from my face! After a while… it was a rather long while because I had already had a nearly complete orgasm in her pussy… I shot another load into her pussy. When she climbed off of me and sat back in the couch, Ron got on the.