But that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy her, my husband.”
“Jawdat,” Daddy groaned, staring at Mom with such hunger. “Leyla,” he groaned, eyes opening. I would be his first. I pulled my fingers from my daughter’s suckling mouth and broke the kiss with my husband. Her big tits swayed unencumbered against her robe as she looked up at me, giving me such a smoky look. “I can’t wait to watch you break in her ass and enjoy this. Daddy and I both groaned, though for different reasons. He felt as big as his father. Not our younger brother Jalal’s slim, nerdy form. “A wife should always have a few surprises for her husband.”
I rolled off the bed, rising, my big breasts jiggling beneath my robe. This way, it was out in the open. “My little flower,” Daddy groaned. But a man’s strength. He looked so much like Karim when we first met and fell in love. The girl sucked on my fingers with such whorish enthusiasm, cleaning my juices off with relish. He groaned as I worked my