High Class Breeding

While Aaron was covering his own belly in cum, watching his wife beset upon by the Pakistani migrants, Katie was getting a very different experience in the main house. There, the candles were lit, playing shadows on the wall. The silks were laid out immaculately, and Katie felt she glided along them with each thrust of Wahid's magnificent cock. A man of flawless breeding, intellect, and looks who'd chosen Katie to be his.

Katie cooed into her his ear, her long alabaster legs curled around his strong brown ass, coaxing him deeper, and her needy, hungry cunt clutching tight around his large cock. He grunted, lasting longer than any man had the right to around Katie, proving him a worthy husband. Finally, he started to thrust hard, his legs shaking, his balls filled with seed and his ass flexing. He started to cum, thick, potent cum meant to breed his American prize.

"Oh ... oh my," Katie whispered, her big blue eyes on Wahid. "Oh praise be to Allah." Her husband smiled broadly at her obeisance.