Thomas continued to thrust and for five or six strokes fucked Vicky’s mouth before she fed it back into Laylas pussy.I was definitely now ready for ...some action and move around to the other end and positioned myself between Vicky’s legs and directly in front of Layla who surged forward with each thrust from behind. I figured the only way to get good penetration was to lie on my side, so that’s exactly what I did. I fed my cock into Vicky and pushed into her pussy as far as I could and gradually. Sure, I like the feeling of his tongue on and in my ass. Who wouldn't? But more importantly, here was this truly wonderful man who had been hauling around this terrible secret, afraid to share it with anyone, much less live it out. By becoming dominant, I was setting him free. I knew him. I knew what he needed and I was the only women alive who did. I knew that he'd be completely loyal to me because I "forced" him to do what he'd wanted to do his whole life. I saw into his soul, saw that. ." She seemed at a loss for words right about then."I know Nan..." I told her. I think I understand but, well, can't we do...something?" My girlfriend brushed her blond hair out of her eyes and without looking a me, quietly said: "Like what?"Now the ball was in my court. I knew what I wanted and I thought I might be able to get if I played my cards right."Nancy, I've always admired your shapely form...especially your...uh, your rear end." She gave me a little smile. I saw that and took heart.. "Fifty-one," called the Emir, adding in an aside that few understood, "I feel like a bingo caller."Ali ibn Sa'id whose entry was fifty-one, had a taste in decorative wear for a woman which ran to a short smock, rather like a maternity tunic but which stopped at the level of the cunt-lips, and nothing else. The smock was made from thin white chiffon and showed off the body it contained very well. While nothing was hidden, the effect was much more arousing than nudity could ever have been. Her.