1. Kali calling


    Date: 6/5/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Author: seska66, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    went from defiance to one of pleading. I answered before Katy could. “Absolutely, as long as you need.” I had a low tolerance for wife beaters and was already making plans for meeting her husband in a dark alleyway. Katy nodded her agreement with my declaration. “Thank you both.” Some of the tension seemed to leave her. “Do you mind if I take this sack off then?” She pulled at the front of the burka. I headed out of the room to put the kettle on and by the time I was back in Kali was dressed quite differently. She was now wearing some stretch exercise trousers that came just below her knee but clung to her and showed off an arse I’d never noticed before. Her t-shirt was tighter than I’d ever seen her in and showed that although her tits where probably only a b cup she had a nice flat tummy. “Drink?” I asked from the doorway. She turned to me and pulled her head scarf off as she did so. She threw the head scarf onto the floor and cursed in a language I didn’t know. Her long black hair fell half way down her back and she ruffled her fingers through it giving it some body. “Whisky please.” My head snapped round to Katy as we both shared a surprised look. Kali repeated herself. “If that bastard thinks I’m a bad Muslim wife, I’ll show him what bad is. I’d like a whisky please.” Katy just shrugged at me and I went off to get us some drinks. I returned with three tumblers with a fingers worth of whisky in each of them. The women took their drinks sitting side by side on the sofa I ...
    sat in the chair facing them with mine. I went through my whisky drinking ritual of swirling and smelling before tasting. As I took a sip, I glanced over at the two women. Katy 5’6, shoulder length ginger hair, with a classic hourglass figure. Kali slightly taller and thinner but with a figure worth looking at. Neither women was paying me much attention. I enjoyed the view across at my knickerless wife. Then my eyes wandered over Kali. The pants she wore did nothing for her modesty, they were probably a size too small and stretched too tight. She was wearing pale knickers maybe white, maybe a pale pastel. The thing that really caught my attention though wasn’t the tightness of the lycra or the colour of her panties it was her camel toe. I was thankful I had the robe on. That hid the fact that my dick was now making a tent in my pants. Once you’ve noticed something like that it’s hard to stop. I glanced back to Katy and while her pussy was a safe place to look it was overly familiar. I had licked every bit of it. I had her sit on my face and wiggle back and forth. However, the protruding lips of her dusky friend were too tantalising to look away from. Katy must have noticed were I was looking and I guessed she knew the signs of me getting turned on beside the growing thing I was keeping hidden. “Are you looking up my skirt?” She asked loudly. “No, you’re not wearing a skirt or underwear either.” I laughed to cover my embarrassment. It seemed a better answer than the truth and I ...
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