He came once. With a grunt he started filling my pussy with his cum. Now I was pretty much a slut in those day so I was on birth control. I know th...at was not perfect protection so I always insisted on condoms when screwing a guy. I had forgotten how good it felt to have cum shot deep inside me.When he pulls out of me the realization of what happened hit me like a truck. I had my brother’s cum leaking from my pussy. Suddenly embarrassed I got up and went to my room. I lay down on my bed. He came out and went to her small kitchenette, returning with a small metal bowl. Wordlessly he lifted her to a near sitting position on the bed, shoved a towel under her rump and retrieved a safety razor and a can of shaving gel from the bathroom. He had warmed the can under the spigot, he began to lather her excessively hirsute private areas. She was at first fearful but soon began to enjoy the special attention he was paying to her little mound. He removed all of the hair that had sprouted. Fisting her hands in his hair she tried to pull him in for another kiss. This only got a slap across her breast. Followed by another hard exquisite pinch, and a throaty moan. Suddenly he stopped. She wanted to scream at him. Settling on his knees in front of her he grabbed her behind her knees and yanked her forward off the seat. Startled she squealed and went to scoot back“Lay back and spread your legs!” The stern look on his face and the determination in his eyes set her heart racing even. Becoming uncomfortable Chuck cleared his throat and asked, “Would you mind telling me some something about yourself Aziza?”“I am a widow,” she said. “Akram, my husband, was murdered by the Taliban.” She offered no further information.Waiting a long while for her to continue he finally cleared his throat and asked, “What was his offense?”“He liked Americans.”Incredulous he asked, “Just because he liked Americans?”“For the Taliban that is enough. Taliban feel like they need to explain.”Chuck.