I guess what they say about going black is true because my wife mostly went for BBC types from then on.With all of that, Irene was still banging her b...röther at least two or three times a week. Sometimes Chet would bring another girl along to join the fun. I loved watching my wife go down on another woman. This would fuel my jerk off sessions for weeks whenever I was lucky enough to witness it happening. Even just knowing it had happened would make me hard for solid day. I would always be. The celebration from the night before must have left the men more exhausted than they realized. But she knew that soon, the camp would come to life around her. Yet it was not the quietness of the camp that had her worried. It was still the words that she had heard, the things told to her about the foreigners. She wondered if she should tell her Pasha. As she slipped back into her tent, she set the crossbow down and returned to his side. He didn’t seem to be in pain now. He looked like he was. After 10 mins I stopped and slowly rubbed on her cheeks with my left-hand fingers and slowly rubbing her lips. She closed her eyes and started to say with husky voice shiv please don’t its wrong, but I am not in a mood to listen as I was already in a sex mood. After rubbing her lips for few seconds I again started sucking her lips. What a taste I never experience so soft lips until now and tasty juices of her mouth. She too responding as an expert. Now I slowly raised her kameez and started to. I knew it was inevitable now. I was going to fuck my daughter. I was going to be her first. I was going to be the first to feel her little pussy. The first to hear her moan as a man took her. I didn’t care that I didn’t have a condom. Even if I did, I wasn’t going to wear it. I was going to feel my daughter’s pussy bareback. I wanted to cum inside her. But first she had to be completely naked. I reached down and grabbed her belt and skirt the was up around her hips, I pulled them down and off..