aving only his woman at home. She was at home bored and she barely had friends, except for Savannah her high school and college friend who happened to be living in the next

er to drain down the water. She paid him and he was set to go, but she blocked his way, looking at him lustfully. "Why don't you chill for some while, you know I made some cookies and there are juices and wines, anyone you want cause I'm dead bored in this big house." She chuckled sexily. She was standing an inch closer to him, he could see her boob and already hard nipples, he thought in his mind that whatever she was up to, he was down for it, shrugging his shoulders he gave her the perfect answer she was expecting to hear from him. "Okay, no problem, I'd love some cookies with a bottle of Andre" He winked at her. "Yaay" she squealed, she thought in her mind that she had allowed him to fuck her, after all, he's cute and big and oh, he's hot she thought. She hurriedly arranged what he had asked for on a tray and went to set it on the marble center table in the living room, backing him and bending well enough to reveal her ass to him. "Yo, this is nice, I could eat this ass tho," He thought his member already throbbing. She took a seat beside him, "so tell me "Mustapha", where are you from" she started, taking a bite of the cookie. "I'm half American and half Syrian, my mom is Syrian and my dad, well you know already" he chuckled slightly. "Wow, Syria", she repeated, " how did you come about the name Musty?" He took a sip of the wine he was drinking, at this point, her skirt had gone up to her waist and so he could see the color of her pant and her shaven pussy. He was beg