Once upon a time in the City of Khobar, Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, a busy government cleric named Mahmoud Ibrahim went to the City of Riyadh at the summons of the new king. For the hard-working yet little-known cleric, this was a great honor. In his absence, Mahmoud left his good friend Omar Adewale to look after his estate, the Ibrahim family villa, and his nineteen-year-old daughter. What happened at the house once Mahmoud left is truly a story for the ages...
Lying on her plush, king-sized bed, Afaf Ibrahim stretched luxuriously as she finally woke up. The young Saudi Arabian Muslim heiress's voluptuous body felt pleasurably sore after a night of passionate lovemaking. Before sitting up on her ample derriere, Afaf squeezed her cheeks and let out a loud, wet fart. One of her specialties. Laughing, Afaf tapped her lover on the shoulder.
"Salaam, good morning, sleepy head," Afaf said, as she woke Omar Adewale from his slumber. The tall, well-built, middle-aged Nigerian scholar and businessman woke with a start, and Afaf saw a wild look in his eyes. This was the man whom her father, Mahmoud Ibrahim, master of the Ibrahim household, one of Khobar's most respected families, considered his best friend. And Afaf had been banging Omar for months, ever since a fateful encounter in her father's study.
"Don't startle me like that, crazy woman," Omar said, and then he kissed Afaf's full lips. Afaf drew closer to Omar, and embraced him tightly. The feel of Afaf's voluptuous body against his stirred something almost primal in Omar. Grinning like only the devil can, Afaf turned around, and pressed her thick Saudi ass against Omar's groin, and sighed happily when she felt his sex harden against her buttocks.
"A surprise is always the best way to start the day," Afaf said, and she purred like a kitten and began rubbing that thick golden ass of hers against Omar's crotch. Even though the fortysomething Nigerian stud tried to resist Afaf's womanly charms, his dick hardened the moment he saw that big ass of hers practically begging to be fucked like there's no tomorrow.
"Fuck it, give me that ass, woman," Omar said, as he reached for Afaf's thick ass, caressing her cheeks with an entranced look on that handsome mug of his. Afaf laughed as Omar propped her on all fours, and then reached for the bottle of lotion on the nearby nightstand. Afaf spread her thick ass cheeks invitingly, and Omar slid his lotion-coated finger into her asshole, twisting this way and that.