And a couple of years ago, I might have even agreed with you on that one. But maybe after you read my story, you will understand how I lost my heart b...ack on that rich Mesopotamian soil, where the Tigris and Euphrates meet. It all happened last year at Muharram, the first month of the Islamic calendar, which corresponded to December and January last year. In case you haven’t figured it out yet, yes, I am a Muslim, a Shi’a Muslim in fact. My parents were born in Iran, and fled to the west after. The head pressed against her opening and then he pushed gently, sliding in an inch or so. She was holding her breath, waiting for the initial burning to subside, then he felt her relax and slid, ever so slowly, all the way into her. God it felt good. So damn tight after her swilling cunt. ‘You OK babe?’ Steve asked, forgetting his character momentarily. ‘Oh yes Mr Thompson. Be gentle with me, though.’ He began a subtle working of her ass, slight movements in and out. It felt like mere. "FFFUUUCCCKKK III'MMM CCCUUUMMMIIINNNGGG."She squirted all over Tina."Aunt Nance you peed on me."After finishing her orgasm Nance told Tina she hadn't peed, but that some women when they orgasm they squirt like she had done. Nance then noticed what I was doing and said to Tina, pointing at me............"Look at Uncle Bob." WOW, is that his cock, it's as big as my arm, Aunt Nance!!" Yes that's his cock, do you want to taste it, would you like to play with it and have his tasty white cream,. She was not the least bit interested in pleasing him, but had become painfully aware of what disappointing him could bring. So she bathed, then wiggled into the outfit and padded into the kitchen to fix his dinner, her full mounds bouncing and jiggling as she moved about the kitchen.She met him at the door with the usual pleadings for sex, how hot she was for him and how much she wanted him inside her. Every few days he would alter her lines somewhat to keep them from sounding too routine. He.