“Tell him you love soldiers like us. That you love our hot pricks. Tell him what you are,” Abul ordered.
She lifted her head but kept her ass cheeks parted. “As you have seen, I am Abul’s American w***e. I am glad he has given me to you because I love the hot pricks of brave, rough soldiers.”
She easily accommodated his c**k, which seemed even smaller than Amel’s. Like his friend he was intent on r****g her ass and came quickly. The copious amounts of thick c*m both men pumped into her began to trickle down her thighs and onto the backs of her legs.
“Thank them!” Abul shouted. “Tell them what you think about dark foreign c**k compared to the pale pink c**k of your weak husband.”
From behind her, Zubair yanked her hair forcing her to her knees. The two brutes who had r***d her moved aro
