The sun does down on the City of Marrakesh, Kingdom of Morocco, and Ishaq Fakri headed home, tired after a long day working at the prestigious and austere headquarters of the Moroccan Ministry of Finance. The six-foot-tall, slim and athletic, bronze-skinned and dark-haired, thirty-something cleric hurried to his house, located in the Al-Mokhtar Enclave. It's a nice area populated by mid-level Moroccan Government functionaries, businesspeople, successful artists and the like. Ishaq got out of his car and waved at his neighbors before approaching his dwelling. It's good to be home.
Upon arriving at his residence, Ishaq was greeted by his dog Marduk, whose head he patted. The house seemed a bit quiet, which was surprising because Ishaq's wife Kawtar had a habit of leaving the television on while they were away at work. It's one of those habits of hers which he stopped questioning a long time ago. Ishaq saw that the lights were on, and figured that his wife Kawtar Al-Rahman had come home early. The Bank of Marrakesh, where Kawtar works, keeps long hours. Walking up the steps, Ishaq heard some strange noises coming from the master bedroom. Something strange was going on...
"What the fuck?" Ishaq exclaimed as he stormed into the master bedroom like a leopard leaping after prey. The cleric stood there, frozen, for he was absolutely stunned by what he saw. Ishaq's wife Kawtar lay naked on the bed, and she was not alone. There was someone else there with her. Ishaq recognized his buddy Suleiman Obeid, the big and tall, dark-skinned Sudanese man he'd befriended a year ago in the marketplace. Suleiman had his face buried between Kawtar's legs and was eating her pussy. Ahem, what in the actual fuck?
"Salaam, Ishaq, about time you got here," Kawtar said, and the curvaceous, bronze-skinned and dark-haired, busty young Moroccan Muslim woman clucked her tongue impatiently. Ishaq shook his head and smiled. Suleiman looked up and waved at Ishaq. Kawtar grabbed the back of Suleiman's neck and pressed his face against her pussy. The Sudanese stud got the hint and resumed eating Kawtar's sweet pussy. Everyone thinks that Muslim women are soft and sweet, but they're really bossy as Hell. Ask anyone who's ever met Kawtar Al-Rahman, the domineering, sexy wife of Ishaq Fakri.
"I told you not to start without me," Ishaq said as he took off his clothes, and Kawtar laughed, beckoning for him to come to bed. Ishaq joined his wife and best friend on the bed, and watched them do their thing. Suleiman was giving Kawtar's sweet pussy a tongue bath and the curvaceous, bossy gal seemed to be really into it. Ishaq admired his wife Kawtar's sexy, curvy body, and caught himself admiring Suleiman as well. The Sudanese brother was well-built, that's for sure. Ishaq caressed Kawtar's breasts and kissed her gently. Kawtar kissed her husband back passionately, thrilled to have him join the action.
"That feels nice," Suleiman paused to say as Ishaq caressed his smooth dark ass after letting go of Kawtar's tits. Ishaq smiled and shrugged. The Moroccan cleric is bisexual and his wife Kawtar is okay with it. All is well when husband and wife keep no secrets and respect each other's needs. Ishaq leaned over and grabbed Suleiman's cock while the Sudanese brother continued to eat Kawtar's pussy. Just like that, Ishaq took Suleiman's big dark dick into his mouth. Kawtar winked at Ishaq and grinned. She loves watching her husband suck dick, for real.
"Delicious as ever," Ishaq paused to say as he sucked Suleiman's cock and massaged his balls. Meanwhile, Suleiman sucked on Kawtar's clit and fingered her pussy, causing the curvaceous young Moroccan Muslim woman to shudder. Working in tandem, the three of them took care of each other's needs. Kawtar climaxed violently as Suleiman lathered her pussy with his tongue and fingered her nicely. Suleiman and Ishaq looked on, smiling, as Kawtar slowly came down from Nirvana. An orgasmic woman is a wonder to behold. Ishaq soon found himself the focus of attention as Suleiman and Ishaq joined forces to tackle his thick Moroccan cock.
"Team work makes the dream work, Habibti," Kawtar said, and she winked at Suleiman while they worked on Ishaq's cock. Ishaq groaned in pleasure as Suleiman sucked his balls while his wife Kawtar sucked his cock. For a bisexual Muslim gentleman who loves both the curvy, sexy ladies and the manly hunks, it doesn't get any hotter than this. Ishaq thanked his lucky stars that he found a wife like Kawtar and a best friend like Suleiman. In the Muslim world, while the people are very sensual and sexually adventurous, public life is quite regimented and one must be careful. Bisexuals and other LGBT people must walk a fine line in places like Morocco...
"Hmm, someone's glad to see us," Suleiman said to Kawtar, who laughed. Kawtar sucked on Ishaq's dick head while Suleiman continued to suck on his balls. In no time at all, they had Ishaq hard as a rock. Kawtar looked at her husband and their male lover, and smiled before getting on all fours. Ishaq winked at Suleiman, who reached for the condoms and lubricant on the nearby nightstand. Suleiman lay flat on his back and Kawtar grabbed his long and thick dark dick. Just like that, Kawtar took Suleiman's dick into her mouth. Ishaq stroked his cock while watching Kawtar fellate Suleiman. Such a pretty sight to behold...
"Dammit, Kawtar, your ass has gotten thicker," Ishaq remarked as he playfully smacked her thick bronze ass. Kawtar grinned and continued to suck Suleiman's cock. Ishaq came up behind Kawtar and rolled a condom on his hard dick. Gripping Kawtar's hips, Ishaq pushed his dick into her. Kawtar groaned as Ishaq's cock popped into her pussy but seemed otherwise unperturbed as she continued to suck Suleiman's cock. Ishaq winked at Suleiman as he thrust his dick into Kawtar's pussy. As much as Ishaq likes manly fun with the fellas, his wife Kawtar's hot, tight pussy is a delight which he simply cannot do without. The bossy, big-booty Moroccan gal could have seduced Elton John and RuPaul with that magic pussy of hers...
