So rather than sitting and waiting in a noisy hanger I'd taken a walk and I was very lost. And quite scared too. The four street thieves or local chan...cers had spotted me quickly enough as I meandered away from the airport, a single lost foreigner alone in the afternoon sun, and started following quietly at first, then openly, me so I had run. The streets were a maze to me. I tried to lose them of course, but that was an impossibility in their home city rather than my own. Somehow, after turning. The only problem I saw was how to move from 4-people to two sets of two. Both of us guys were white, but one girl was a fair-skinned blond and the other was black, actually a creamy brown complexion, perfectly proportioned head to toe. She had an athletic build…and I guess you can see which one I wanted. Somehow at the end of the evening I got us divided up the way I wanted and left with my nubian princess to take her to her BOQ room. As we stood in the doorway, I thought things were going to. Your wife has been subjected to the most convoluted and cruel brainwashing imaginable throughout her childhood. Yet, she has shown astonishing resilience. Without that, she would not have been able to marry you, would not have allowed you to become intimate with her. This conflict, between what she felt and what had been drummed into her through all her formative years, would have destroyed her. Her manipulations, her deceptions and, yes, her accusations, however wrongful they may have been,. She clasped his head and began gasping and panting. He dug his tongue into her pussy, jabbing and flicking and twirling it. "Ooh, ahh, umm, ahh," she crooned and rotated her butt. "Ah, what a tongue! God, it's as big as a cock. Oh, you're fucking me--you're fucking me with your tongue!" He mashed and squeezed her big soft ass as he jammed his tongue in her cunt. She reached down and clutched his crotch and rubbed his cock. He gasped with the sensation and pulled her down off the couch onto his.