Her small, soft, cushion-like breasts are pressing against my chest, and my hands caress her bottom, making her moan into my mouth.I close my eyes and... pray that this moment never ends…I open my eyes, expecting the sun to shine on my face, but instead I see Nayima’s face, and I can still feel her tongue inside my mouth. As my senses come back to life from my “dream”, I soon feel my penis touching her down there, and her breasts pressing against my chest.Nayima’s previously closed eyes open. Even though her body is screaming to be satisfied. Her eyes are glaring. I think she wants me. If she rejects then Ill know. I lean in for a kiss and to my surprise she leans in as well. Soft lips, sweet tongue, warm mouth, everything i love about a women. My fingers run through her long black hair. She places a hand on my lower back. I run a hand up her leg and between her thighs. Im invading a place so sacred to someone who she has only met a few hours ago. She opens her legs so i can gain. But they each have their own booth.”“Didn’t you say some have holes to watch and do stuff through?”“Yes, a lot of them have ‘glory holes.’ That’s what they are called.”“Do you ever put your thing through the hole? ““Ah, yes, I have.”“Did you get a blowjob then?”“Yes, I did.”“Was it good? ““Yes.”“Did you like it? ““Yes.”“Do you always get a blowjob?”“NO. Just sometimes.”“Do you ever?”“What?”“Do you ever, you know.”“What?”“Do you ever – do it also?”“What?”“Do you ever put one in your. My mother was full of rage too, and so grabbed me by my hair and dragged me to our pouf. My mother forced me to my knees and pulled the silk top off me. I was there on my knees in the cold with only a bra on my torso; I felt ashamed and yet aroused; and then more ashamed because I was aroused. My mother got even angrier as I began to cry.‘OH, THIS IS RICH, YOU CRY AFTER YOU DESTROY YOUR FATHER’S GIFT!’ My mother screamed.My mother then bent me over the pouf and I felt my little skirt ride up my.