Underneath all these clothes I am not a good muslim. I am addicted to porn and masturbation. I broke my hymen with my big black dildo many years ago. ...I am a frustrated horny muslim girl and I just want to be with a real man who will fuck my cunt all day and night.Even though we worked in an open plan office, my desk was at the back and angled away from all the other computers so no one else could see what was on the screen. I spent most of my day looking at pictures of cocks. I preferred. It was so fucking hot to watch. I got so excited and let out a very loud moan and came on my hand. I also blew my cover. “Wanita, somebody is over there. Who the hell is watching us?” “Calm down Bridget. Just keep riding me. Who cares who is watching. You’re so fucking hot. You’re driving me crazy. Your pussy is so fucking wet. Come for me!” “I think some fat guy is watching us. I see him masturbating over there. Who the fuck is over there?” “Who the fuck is on my property? Don’t you see. The next time his tongue touched my clitty, I came with a loud moan.I would have been happy as a lark if Tommy had quit right then but he didn't. His mouth closed over my opening and his tongue again delved into my cunt. He sucked up all the fresh juice and kept wandering around inside me. After several minutes, his mouth slipped around my clitty and he sucked it into his mouth, holding it with his lips while his tongue lashed my button back and forth. It was more than I could take and I came. "I'm fine," Philip said as he could feel his cock already growing into a thick hardon from just being around Susan again, and knowing that he was going to try to get into her panties. "Yes, I'd like to hang around for awhile if I could," Philip said. He waited a moment to see what Susan would say next, and she immediately asked him if he'd like something cool to drink. Warm weather had already settled into the area and she figured he might be needing some liquid refreshment while he was there.