“It’s ok. He can’t do anything to you. And if he does, you just tell me and I promise you the only football he’ll ever be able to play again w...ill be on Playstation.” Her sobs had gotten quieter and a chuckle slipped in there with that statement. “This is why I came to you,” she said. “I always feel safe with you. I love you so much!” she cried out and hugged me tighter. “I love you too, Punkin,” I said softly. I just sat there holding her for quite a few minutes. After a while, I heard her. As the girls embraced, I entered the hairy twat again; it was wet and hot, her cunt allowed my knob easy entrance as I pushed against the brown bum cheeks to get my cock as far in that hot moist hole as possible.I started slowly with long strokes, Nafis looked around and smiled and said “POUND my CUNT you white boy, POUND my CUNT”, as I started to push hard in long and short strokes, the wife held the Paki Sluts head against her chest. Holding on to her waist I slammed my cock into her cunt. Most were larger than her husband’s in one or both dimensions which her yoni had no difficulty accommodating. The frequency and quantity of the cream which issued was also interestingly different.She admitted more than a dozen assorted lingams between her legs before selecting four who she wished to have repeated encounters with. Two of them were married, so would be very discreet about their connection. The other two were busy developing their careers and had no desire for a wife so would not. Thinking about it or more."And I leaned over and kissed her again with even more tongue. She responded. We were in a round booth, as close as we could get. My hand covered her full breast lightly at first, then more firmly with a soft squeeze. Then again just a whisper of a touch on her swollen nipple. She moaned into my mouth. Then pulled away. Both of our eyes were full of lust. She took a drink of her wine and took a moment to recover. Then she smiled at me and dropped her hand on my.