Then the shin areas of my legs, then calf, knee area, and came to thighs.Once he had come to my thigh areas, the touch and the massage were different.... I was feeling a bit strange. It was more like a seduction massage. I got a boner in my paper-made underwear with that kind of touching and massage. I was feeling a bit uncomfortable lying on my stomach side.Then he started to massage my lower back. I let out a seductive moan as it was so relaxing and pleasing. He then started to massage my hands. I thought what Omar would do. He would go to the religious authority in our village and inform that he divorced me. Why should I ever worry?Well there were reasons for me to worry. This job in the university is nothing I can hold up till I get old and this is all I know to do as well.What will be my future as a single woman in my religion? Will it be all messed up, just like it has so far?Imad was now massaging my arms, then he moves to forearms, then palms, then he rubbed inside my fingers as. ..", she must have thought she was having incestuous dreams I thought. "... and eventually she simply accepted our relationship without the drugs."I just didn't understand this. "But how?"He still stared at this can, "Its a method the Club suggested, the months long seduction and drugs helped convince her of our new relationship." Brain washing, I realized!I'm not sure if that was what I wanted to do. I just couldn't imagine spreading my mothers legs, kneeling between them and forcing my dick. He was in town for the day on business, and wanted a little fun. We texted back and forth for a few, and exchanged pics. He looked and seemed pretty hot, so I invited him to come by. He was very nice looking. About 6', very lean, light skinned black guy. We went upstairs, and I sat down on the bed, crossing my sexy legs to show them off. He smiled and grabbed his crotch and told me how sexy I looked. I thanked him and told him how hot I thought he was, and that we were going to have a great.