Today's entry is part of the ongoing series here on Afghanistan.At her daughter's wedding, a Mother is secretly fondled by a wedding official.Two days later the Mother goes to the wedding offcial's office and confronts him about the sex game he played with her.
Most of the ribald memories were of the orgy, and of the abusive, decadent, big cocked Arabs, and the depraved way they had used her and her daughter’s bodies, all night long, non-stop.
And how much she had enjoyed, from very close up, getting to watch them shove their oversized cocks into all of her daughter’s willing sex receptacles, and then plundering them with calloused impunity.
Finally, the quantity of wine consumed, and the stimulating buzz it was giving her, combined with her rampaging, oversexed impetuosity, to win out over her good judgment.
Throwing caution to the wind, she leaped to her feet and raced up to her daughter’s bedroom and got dressed in one of Sonia’s most erotic, flaunt-it-all, prick teasing, no bra outfits.
Nearly twenty-five years ago, the Soviet Union pulled its last troops out of Afghanistan, ending more than nine years of direct involvement and occupation.
The USSR entered neighboring Afghanistan in 1979, attempting to shore up the newly-established pro-Soviet regime in Kabul.In short order, nearly 100,000 Soviet soldiers took control of major cities and highways.Rebellion was swift and broad, and the Soviets dealt harshly with the Mujahideen rebels and those who supported them, leveling entire villages to deny safe havens to their enemy.As she felt the creamy white fluids, from the many swallowed ejaculations of Arab spunk, sloshing around in her perfectly curved belly, she cooed to her wealthy hubby of three years, that her daughter’s wedding, and the following party, had gone splendidly, and that everyone there had really enjoyed themselves.Blowing a goodbye kiss into the mouthpiece, she advised him that she was going to be staying with Sonia for a couple of more days.As she was lying in bed letting her head clear, she found that the Official Witness’s magically erotic, under skirt foreplay, was still hotly churning around in her mind and, since then, she had been getting more and more infatuated with the whole idea of it, as each minute went by.