“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful,” said Tariq.“How long will he stay?”“Not long. The adoptive parents are flying in tomorrow.”“F...rom where?”“The United States.”Tariq met the adoptive parents in his study the next morning as Samira prayed in the Kaa’bah. The husband wore a bright silk tie. He had a narrow face with highly defined cheekbones. A stringy moustache adorned his upper lip. A blue, pinstriped business suit covered him. His wife dressed in a colorful duppurta.Together the couple. This made me hot and I was loving every minute of it, watching my man suck a cock was hot and I could already feel my pussy throbbing as I watched. AJ then opened Tristan’s legs and rubbed lube on his ass hole and his own cock and slide his very long cock into Tristan’s very nice looking hole, they both moaned and Tristan begged to be fucked harder. AJ looked over at me and asked if I loved what I was seeing. I said yes I wanted to see more and I told him to fuck Tristan as hard as possible. I. I think she was doing it on purpose. Then she went to the other side and as she leaned over again, I got a great view down her cleavage. Her body was turning me on, especially her large boobs. But beyond her physical appearance, this is a woman who knows what she wants and knows what she’s doing. I got a quick adrenalin rush being the object of her desire and I was sure the feeling was mutual. I know she was just as attracted to me to the point that I didn’t have to guess where this was going.. Feedback is appreciated, bearing the above in mind, that is.Thanks for reading. As ever, I appreciate you taking the time and effort.Ricky – Cambridgeshire, UK – 28th of August 2020***The first voice I heard was my mother’s. She said, “We can’t take too long, my husband’s due home.”The second voice belonged to Caspar, the regular driver the company used. He said, “So stop talking and suck this.”It shocked me to hear my mother’s dark chuckle. It was a sly, clandestine sound which set something.