My favorite thing currently is kneeling next to her naked body and her feet in my hands and up to my face when I want them as she strokes my cock with... her soft hands. I’m not usually a toes sucker, but I love to have her two smallest toes in my mouth at the same time, and she surprisingly finds this terribly titillating as well. In my mind I can feel the softness of her hands easily playing with my now fluttering cock as her aromatic feet are rubbing all over my face and my nose gets that. I felt strangely protected, not just by my ‘husband’ but by the clothes themselves. I began to understand why even free- thinking Muslim women wanted to retain this modest, traditional dress. I think he was just testing my obedience because that was the only time I appeared in public in Muslim dress.So the new routine was that before he came to see me I would put on my sexiest lingerie, and then my traditional dress and veil. He would arrive and I would stay dressed like that until I had fed. Then came May 26th, Friday. I'll never forget the day.School had just ended for the summer, and we wouldn't be back until September 2nd. The perfect three month summer was on its way!I decided to have the party at my house. Of course every grade had a party, hosted by the popular kids, and most people went to whatever one was the best. The past two years it had ended up at my house, because we had had the most amazing parties ever. My brother, Henry, had been two years older than me, a junior. Maine shower liya aur bahar aya to sofa pe ek tshirt rakhi thi, ek jeans, ek sexy cartoon underwear. Uspe likha tha ” Ye pehno Aarush “. Maine woh pehna, ready hua aur anushka dikhi nai kahipe, to maine usko call kiya. Usne kaha ” Bedroom me ajao mai wahi hu. ”Jaise hi maine bedroom ka door open kiya, rose petals giri mujhpar. Mai ekdum shocked tha. Pure room me andhera tha, lights off thi, aur Sab jagah scented candles ki roshni arai thi. I was so happy, dosto dekhne me nazara itna awesome.