Me: Don’t be naive Amisha it’s pretty casual among friends.Amisha: I know there is a certain way to hug and kiss a friend.Me: Show how it’s done... among friends and lovers by doing the same with me.I don’t know how I said this but it just came out. She was shocked hearing this. I was scared, thinking about what she would tell my wife and cousin. I apologized to her for my remark.She just left my shop without another word. Few days passed and then I got a call from a landline it was Amisha.Amisha:. Is he having second thoughts? What if he decides this isn’t going to work and I have anther week and a half before I can escape back home? My questions were quickly put to rest as he pushed me up against the bar and then pressed up behind me. His hands found their way around my waist and clasped together so I was completely sheltered by his firm body. In rapid German, he ordered a drink for us, full of ice. One drink for two very overheated 20-somethings. Interesting. We found a table up. I'm sure you'll go out of your way to taking care of him. sleep tight." I kind of chuckled to myself as I locked them in the basement for the night. I wondered what they were thinking now. I dropped food off for Monique, she was on the bed, hiding under the blankets. "Hey my slut, dinner is served." Her eyes followed me across the room. I saw the dildo next to the camera, about as far away from her as possible. I couldn't help but smile. I tapped her leg under the cover. "I've got to be off for. Suddenly there was a hand that firmly grabbed my ass cheek at the same moment I could feel someone kissing my shoulder. Then there was a slight bite on my shoulder and then breathing on my neck…I was sucking my husband's cock still with my eyes closed, feeling that unknown man was sticking two fingers deep into my soaking wet pussy. As I let out a gasp I opened my eyes and turned my head just a little, seen a huge black man there behind my ass.He buried his two fingers in me as deep as he could.