Her records showed she had attended a private school, done very well, graduated this year. Maria had been in school several clubs and was a bright, be...autiful girl. I felt a touch of guilt, I had just bought a girl, a teenaged girl as a mistress. Some how this was so wrong and I was driving little Maria to my home to fuck her and live with me. How could something so right, Maria was wonderful, be wrong. My lust got the upper hand and all my guilt fled as I drove,I stole glances at Maria as we. She then pulled her jean down and she was standing their with her bra and panty. She unhooked her bra. She knows that I really really like to fondle and suck on her booobs and nipples. She is a teaser and she discarded her bra and turned her body in an angle that shows both her tits in a slightly sideways position with her sharp red nipple catching the light. I was dying with lust. My deek is almost jumping out of my pants and I twisted my turso so that my little cousin in the table can’t. He had kept texting the entire time. Deborah had her head tilted back and her eyes closed. She must have felt him looking at her.“Don’t. Rush. Me.”She held her breath, and gritted her teeth, bucking in her seat for several seconds before subsiding with a shudder. She opened her eyes and looked at them both. She let out a long slow breath. There was a soft click as the saddle restraint was released.“Shall we?”They dismounted and gathered their belongings. They still had ten minutes before. I wondered then whether Nasrullahhad worked out I was a man or whether she thought I had a new boyfriendand was blushing for that reason."Well you keep him as a man for a while Bea, and see how that works foryou. We only ask that if you bring him here and you change him that youboth wear burqas and convert to Islam. It's about submission you see.It helped me to understand who I am. I am happier now as a woman than Iever was as a man. We only ask, mind, there's no compulsion in Islam."I knew.