"You know," he said, "Some of my predecessors used to keep women in milk just so that they could have it to drink themselves." Would you like to try i...t?" asked Maryam, quietly."Oh, I couldn't deprive the little Crown Prince to be," the Emir said gravely, "Anyway, have you decided on a name for him yet?"This threw Maryam completely; she had been waiting for the Emir to tell her what her son's name would be. It had never for one moment crossed her mind that she would have any say in the. Hill tried tequila, and she spitted it at once, she never drank tequila since that time on. Soon the three men started fucking Mrs. Hill’s mouth and butt. Their dicks were huge, she could hardly get them in her mouth and butt at full length. It hurt, but she liked it, pain made the fuck even sweeter. When each of them came in her rectum her mother wanted to ask them to go away, but they got angry. They tore off her clothes and started r****g her, all three of them. Two of them were holding her. I watched in awe as she squeezed and rubbed her titties, taunting me. I wanted her so badly. I leaned in to the mirror to kiss her, desperate to connect. We had made love many times before, and yet we had never felt the warmth of each other’s bodies. She loved to tease, and I loved to watch her. She had a way of showing off just enough of herself to get me totally excited, like turning around and lifting her dress, just enough to show off the beautiful curves of her tight little butt, or to. We moved back into the bedroom. Morgan wasted no time stripping me down again. “Come fuck me, finish what you started” she said. I whispered that I was already to cum, that I might need to stroke it out. That was a no go, Morgan pulled me down on her and told me to stick it in. I last couple minutes before I started cum. I really wanted to get off her, really really wanted to not desire to cum in her, but when I started to cum, I wanted to just fuck Morgan. And she wanted that too, never.