The sun rose over the City of Tadjoura, the oldest metropolis of the Republic of Djibouti. Sixteen thousand souls call this place home, and although it has seen better days, it remains an important cultural and historical site. The Queen Noor Hotel is an internationally renowned spot catering to Tadjoura's booming tourism and hospitality industry. Three good friends visiting from Canada are spending a few days at the hotel, and their adventures will become the stuff of legend for the prudish locals. Two gentlemen and a lady sharing the same master suite is unheard of in hotel history. What will people say?
"I can't believe we just did that," said Fatouma Alwan, and the curvy, brown-skinned Djiboutian Muslim woman grinned, unabashed in her sheer nakedness. The young woman stretched luxuriously on the bed, feeling good. Fatouma's Hijab and dress were strewn about on the floor, along with two shirts and two pairs of pants. In the throes of passion, Fatouma's bedmates had discarded everything and jumped into bed with her. A night of passion followed, and while it was vigorous and fun, Fatouma was still horny the morning after.
Fatouma's king-sized bed was a little bit crowded, to say the least. On her right lay her good friend Stephen Fils-Aime, a big and tall young Haitian man, and to her left lay Ahmad Abdi, a tall and slender, dark-skinned Somali Muslim gentleman. Last night, Fatouma was thrilled beyond belief as both men joined forces to ravish the Hell out of her. Is it wrong for a horny sister to want an encore? Stephen smiled at Fatouma and caressed her breast before sucking on it, causing her to giggle. Ahmad rolled on his side and stroked his cock while watching Fatouma and Stephen. Will wonders never cease?
"You're a unique woman, my dear Fatou," Stephen said, and he kissed Fatouma's lips before moving downward. The Djiboutian gal had a body that wouldn't quit, and Stephen couldn't get enough of her. Fatouma held her breath as Stephen caressed her tits and sucked on the areolas while sliding his hand between her thick thighs. Stephen brought his face to Fatouma's crotch and inhaled her scent, and then he went to work. Just like that, Stephen began eating Fatouma's sweet pussy like it was nobody's business. Fatouma exhaled sharply, her nipples hardening as Stephen sucked on her clit and fingered her pussy. The Haitian man had the magic touch, and Fatouma couldn't get enough of it...
"Hmm, that feels good," Fatouma whispered as Stephen ate her pussy. From the moment Fatouma first laid eyes on Stephen, one fine day at the social services office in the City of Ottawa, Ontario, she knew that he was trouble. The burly young man, originally from the Island of Haiti, was new to Ottawa at the time and had an urgent interest in Somali women and Djiboutian women. Fatouma ended up befriending the charming and ever horny Stephen, and life hasn't been the same since. The Haitian brother talks a lot, but he can also put them lips to good use by eating a woman's pussy real good. Fatouma could attest to that...
"Got room for one more?" Abdi asked, and he smiled at Fatouma, and drew closer to her. Fatouma returned Abdi's smile and they kissed. Caressing Fatouma's big tits while sliding his tongue down her throat, Abdi showed her what he was made of. Stephen looked up from Fatouma's crotch and saw her making out with Abdi. The Haitian stud didn't mind since they were all friends. Fatouma moaned softly as Abdi suckled on her nipple. The Somali stud had her right where he wanted, and she wouldn't have it any other way.
"Hmm, nice," Fatouma said, and she reached for Abdi's crotch and grabbed his dick, which was long and thick. Abdi nodded approvingly as Fatouma stroked his cock. He continued to suck on her breast, flicking his tongue over the areolas. Fatouma pumped her hand up and down Abdi's shaft, getting him hard as a rock. Meanwhile, Stephen worked three fingers into Fatouma's wet pussy and began stimulating her like this. A sharp groan escaped Fatouma's lips. Stephen grinned and continued working his magic on Fatouma, causing her to shudder in sheer pleasure.
"Let's do this," Abdi said, and he winked at Fatouma, who exchanged a nod with Stephen. The three lovers switched things up. Fatouma got on all fours, and both gentlemen admired her big brown booty as the Djiboutian Muslim woman began to twerk. Whoever thinks of Muslim ladies as prudish clearly hasn't seen them twerk. Fatouma has got that ass for days and she can twerk like the best of them. After revving up her lovers engine, Fatouma was ready to get down to business.
