I used to think they were amazing.Then my wife opened my eyes to the sexual beauty of our daughter.“Oh, Mitch, uh...” My wife frowned as I fell to... my knees before Valerie, unable to wait. I grabbed her skirt and tugged down on the elastic band. I hauled it down, groaning as my daughter’s pussy came into view.Her brown bush adorned her twat, her juices coating on it. That wonderful, tangy passion filled over me. I couldn’t think of anything else but her snatch. Of just licking it. Eating her. I. “I’m going to enjoy sending you to heaven,” Jamal whispered into Sarah’s ear before shifting his hips.Sarah squealed as she felt him impale his thick throbbing shaft deep into her tight virgin slit. The pain shot through her first then overwhelming pleasure. Sarah wrapped her legs around Jamal’s hips and arched her back, bucking her hips in time with his. Jamal moved slowly, kissing the young teen’s neck lips, crushing his chest to her budding breasts as he thrust in and out of Sarah’s young. Say it…yes Mohammed.. yes…Good bitch…yea…aaahh hmmm yea…he shot his load inside me. With deep hits. The last hit was so dominant, that I understood his message.You will write your resignletter after you finish the disches. After a month I was at home. Mohammed had won, because he was in lead, and I understood where my place was. Actually I enjoyed householding for him. Doing his laundry, washed his back in bath, cooked his meals. Mohammed was sweet and Caring, but jealous when I gave to much. He laid me down gently and dropped to his knees on the floor, lifting my legs and pushing them back. “Me first,” he murmured, and I felt his face burying between my asscheeks, his tongue touching the tight pucker of my ass just as his hand wrapped around my cock and started stroking.I jerked in surprise, never having been rimmed before, but it was one of the most incredible feelings I’d ever had, especially when I felt his tongue press inside me, then pull out, again and again, tongue-fucking.