Arthur viciously hurled her up and down his shaft until finally she fell harmlessly onto his chest. “Want me to show you how it’s done?” He ask...ed as he felt the cold air on his dick. “Yes,” Lindsay replied, short of breath. Arthur placed her on the bed and stood up. He instructed her to get on her hands and knees in front of him. She did as she was told, showing off the freshly fucked hole of hers. Immediately, Arthur brought his cock back to her pussy and slid it in. His hands moved onto her. It was around 10.45 pm, she had called me and she wants to meet me. I had reached on her address.I hope ke woh mera hi intazaar kar rahi thi. Usne mujhe hug karke welcome kiya.Woh already Beer enjoy kar rahi thi or mujhe force karne lagi par maine resist kiya. Mujhpe sex ka nasha chada hua tha. Woh har ek sip par mujhe horny bana rahi thi. Mai bhi uske body pe haath slide karne laga or uske thighs ko sehalane laga. Woh madhosh ho chuki thi. Drinks finish hone ke baad woh kitchen mai glass. The melon sunk deeper, about an inch still protruding from her ass."Now lace it up", she instructed Janet. Janet took the black nylon rope and laced it through the metal holes in M's ass lips."Thighten it up, we don't want to loose anything, do we." Janet pulled as hard as she could to lace the lips together, pulling them over the top of the melon.Awkwardly M got onto her feet. Janet expected her to have a lot of problems walking but apparently M was used to such abuse. She could walk pretty. My father holds a master's degree in business from Howard University in Washington D.C. He's half Black and half Arab and has lived in the United Arab Emirates for half his life. He married a gorgeous Iranian woman named Delkash Hamideh and they had me. A proud Arabian woman of mixed African and Iranian descent. My mother, Delkash Hamideh Al-Shariff is a graduate of the University of Ottawa. She has a Ph. D in Psychology. These days, she has a practice in downtown Ottawa. Treating domestic.