She was leaning forward and causing enough of the encouragement for my already horrendous muscle to grow on its free will. Almost unbeknown to me; she... had opened the buttons of her blouse, revealing her delicious pear shaped breasts and the ample cute and very tempting cleavage. Quite naturally my hand gently lifted and stroked my cock which rapidly grew to an even bigger and harder stage standing at attention like a proud army soldier. Once fully hard and grown I took my hand away and showed. It was a sweet dream.But it is time I woke up. I am a good Muslim girl, and what we did was a sin. A sweet, pleasant sin. I cannot fight it. My heart aches for it too much. All I can do is wake up from this dream.Know that I love you with all my heart.Fatima My tears stained the letter as they took her away on the gurney, guilt squeezing my chest until it felt like I was suffocating. "I didn't mean for this, Fatima. I just wanted us to be happy together. I'm so sorry."Friday, June 21st, 2013 –. Just don't miss any good spots."I kissed my way down her neck and over to her shoulder, then back to her neck and over to the other shoulder. I worked back to the center, sliding down until my face was nestled between her perfect breasts. I was now laying on top of her and she spread her legs to let me lie between them. I cupped a breast in each hand and pressed then to my cheeks as I licked the valley between them then slowly traced my tongue under each breast and up the soft rounded under. Zijn handen gingen naar beneden en kwamen bij mijn schaamstreek uit, nu had ik echt een stijve.Een hand ging weer naar mijn borst en de ander op mijn ballen en pik, zijn stijve pik voelde ik in mijn bilnaad.Wat werd ik geil, ik had dit nog nooit meegemaakt, mijn handen gingen naar achter en belande op zijn heerlijk billen.Hij moet dat ook lekker gevonden hebben, want ik voelde zijn geile pik nog harder worden.Hij begon me geweldig af te trekken en mijn tepels te strelen en te kietelen, ik was.