Her father was right. She was too Western. She had become too impatient since the family had moved to Canada. Her classes at the Mosque were her mothe...r's idea. She had to learn to be a good woman again. She had to be ready to serve her husband.True, her husband to be was over 3 times her 14 years, but he was wealthy. As her father told her, she had no choice. His father could not let his cell know he had borrowed money from the man. The dowry for her would more than offset the debts and allowed. She would be moaning and breathing heavily until shecollapsed onto him as she finally came after several minutes. Then heimagined her putting the camera down to one side and leaning forward inthat world famous "69" position, so that her mouth engulfed his penis,sucking hard and without remorse even as she still sat on his face, nowsoaking wet. She would carry on until he came in her mouth, at whichpoint she would swallow the majority of his seed before turning aroundand forcing him to open his. I was naked and again he poked his nose between my legs. “I am so wet for you Goldie” I muttered and assumed the position. Kneeling in front of the couch with my body resting on it. He saw the opportunity and immediately mounted me. “Yes darling boy” I said “come and get your bitch”. He was now overly excited and start to thrust at me to find his target. I screamed “no boy, no” as the hole he found was not my pussy. I tried to wriggle free but he was too heavy and too powerful. I screamed again. Long slow strokes into Jill’s soft cunt made me moan with delight. I looked at her face as I pumped slowly, and kissed the soft features of it, her eyelids, cheeks, her lips, my cum sliding down her belly. After a few minutes my load built up and I pulled it back out spraying it all over Robert’s wife’s ass and the rear sting of her black satin thong. I left my dick pressed between her ass cheeks until it slipped out from the softening.I sneaked over to my bedroom to check on Robert’s progress..