However my father would often return to Saudi Arabia to make things better supposedly. This led to him being killed 3 years ago.The family was just me... and my beautiful mother Fatma. His death really made me depressed over the years, however it did not seem to affect her. He was strict in following Islamic dogma in oppressing women. So maybe she felt more free now that his Sharia ideals weren't as strongly imposed now. However, I still followed the strict dogma itself, so I would often talk down. She then reached for her purse to get her phone. As she reached she saw a napkin from the club. She opened it to see that it was from Todd. He was the hot guy! He wrote "call me!" And then gave a number. Cindi dialed the number."Hey this Todd." Answered a groggy voice"Hi Todd this is Cindi. We met at the club last night. Thanks for giving me your number." She said as she grew nervous about starting the conversation"Who is it baby? Come back to bed!" Said a female voice in the background"Hi. I could hear the thing vibrating as she plunged it deep into her new whore's pussy. Diane's face contorted in pleasure, and her body shook as Jill fucked her as and Lori fucked her stretched-out cunt. "Please... Please...Goddess, I can't take this! It's too much pleasure...Aaagh! Yesss!" Diane simply collapsed, passing out as she released more urine. That second orgasm devastated her. It was almost 30 seconds before she suddenly inhaled and began breathing again. Though woozy, she was. Ab toh jaise voh aape ke bhar hi hone lagi usne mere hath pakad liya aur apne hissabb se chuchiyon pr maslne lagi, dabane lagi ab uski baade boobs mere haath mein the aaaahhh uuhhhhhhh yeahh yeaahhh like this only cmon .Ab voh ghum gayi thi meri taraf ab hum dono ek dusro ko chum rahe the ek dusre ko smooch kar rahe the humne kariban 25 min smooch kiya hoga uske baad voh boli ab tumne meri soyi hui chut ko jageya hai ab tum hi uski pyaas bhujaoge usee shant karoge ummmmmmm ahhhhh yesssss.