I came below her (in between her legs) and started fingering her – first with two fingers, gently rubbing her pussy.Then I increased the speed and s...tarted stroking it harder. One by one, I inserted my fingers and went deep into Dhivya’s pussy and started stroking it inside. Dhivya couldn’t move as she was tied. She shouted like hell. I gave her pussy one tight slap and asked her to keep quiet.I then turned upside down and pushed my cock into her mouth and started mouthfucking while I licked her. “No, it’s Bismillah...”“I don’t pray that way.”“Oh really?” said Maryam, standing in front of the television. “You’re not going anywhere. Arabic has been your chosen language and within that language you must pray. You’ll start by learning first thing tomorrow.”“I’ll be too busy packing my bags.”“And where will you go? Without money? Without shelter?”“People do it all the time.”“In you’re condition you’re not going anywhere.”“You’ll give me the money to do it.”“Ha! A devil is following you. And. This had me puzzled. The problem surely was not physical, was it? If not, then it had to be psychological – something to do with Hugh's personality. Yet, even this seemed wrong. In spite of his sturdy build, Hugh was very gentle and kind, and surely, this must appeal to quite a few girls.I pursued the subject. "Why don't girls like you?" He hesitated for a moment, then burst out, "Because I'm deformed."I was stunned. My mother's pride erupted in an instant. "Deformed?" I had given birth to this. As she ran her warm hands through the area Lena softly moaned and flexed her legs open a bit further.Rebeca glanced over at Mike, he was sitting there with his complete attention on her and Lena. She also noticed his right hand was inside his robe and the robe was moving in the obvious way of him stroking his cock. She thought, time to turn up the heat it looks like.She ran her hands along the edges of Lena’s pussy a bit longer before working them up over ass under the edge of the towel. Taking.