" Hmpf! Well, she may be better in the role of wife than of sister. She was born to be a mother, that is for certain." She still could not quite tell ...his jests from his serious speech. The tone of the two was much alike.Then he began one of the songs they had both seemed to know. Her tune could match his. They found several songs on which their duets, if still ragged, were melodious. He turned his attention to the lands through which they were passing. He recited, for her benefit and for. She alternated between tit-fucking me and sucking on my swollen member. She must have known I was getting close. “Where do you want to cum, Tim, on my tits or in my mouth.” I looked her, a primal hunger taking over. “Neither.” I gripped my cock and ran it down her body towards her shaven pussy. Kelly’s eye widened. “No, Tim, not without condom, let me get a…” I cut her off by pushing my oh-so ready dick into her pussy and she moaned in pleasure and her protestations stopped. Holding her hips; I. S. had established a detention center there for terrorists.’ ‘Is your mother a terrorist?’ ‘Not really, but when you attack someone with diplomatic status I guess that’s terrorism. I’m sure she was more surprised than even we were. Truthfully, I really don’t care.’ We checked in for the night. The first thing she did was turn on the TV, luckily there were no ADULT programs, not that Hosi needed them. After a plain vanilla start she had begun to show considerable imagination, wanting to try. I guess I’ll kiss you!”“That’s MUCH better! I like a bitch who obeys me!”“Ok – ok; I’m kissing you!”“Now take all those clothes off, honey! I want to see you naked!”“NAKED???!!!”“I said NAKED! Now TAKE ‘EM OFF… nice and slow! I want to savor this!”“Like this?”“Yeah; like that! I just LOVE those fucking tits of yours!”“Oh, Natali!”“Now kiss my feet, honey! Kiss my tootsies and suck on them! Stick ‘em in your fucking mouth!”“But Natali; you’re wearing NYLONS!”“I don’t fucking care! Let me feel.