They were all pigs, loving us Western women and our uninhibited sexual ways. They would shower you with gifts: jewels, money, clothing, anything to ge...t you to spread your legs and fuck them so they could boast to their friends about the slutty, Western girl they defiled. We walked right past the Saudi man, his eyes whipping around to watch us, and we split apart to flank the Arabic woman. Her eyesdark poolsand hands looked young, but it was hard to really tell. She looked down, and I could. “David, my darling,” she said, rather patronisingly he thought, when she had recovered. “It’s been years since Gary left me. I’ve been living very well on my own. You and I were young and probably got together too early. I’m not saying that if you wanted to date me again I would dismiss the idea, but I’m not looking for anything like that from you.”She drew breath with a shake of her head and smiled affectionately at him before continuing.“Sweetheart, when we were together we got on very well. Her hands went down to the top of his head , running them through his hair , and gently pushing his head toward her swollen pussy. The wonderful smell of her clean pussy sent him wild , and he began licking , slurping and sucking at her pussy lips , loud obscene slurping noises and stimulus of his tongue , started those butterflies in the bottom of her stomach, he licked up to her clit hood , circling it with his tongue , feeling it becoming hard as her breath came in ragged gasps. He sucked. “Show me how you fuck.” I thrust the weighty bottle between us, leaving the length of the ridged glass stem tilted upward, and watched Chloe center herself over it. In the dim lighting, I could just make out the gorgeous sight of her tight pussy lips blossoming around the mouth of the bottle as she slid down onto it, erotically impaled. She threw her head back and I grabbed luscious handfuls of her breasts as she fucked that whiskey bottle. Up and down, her snatch slid over the thick glass. The.