The thought of a pious muslim girl with a white or black guy mmmmm the things i'd do to see this happen, i want my future wife to be used and abused l...ike a proper hijabi slut, and my ultimate fantasy is to be there for her all the way, watch her and clean up after her lover, sure you can call me gay i don't care, but i just find it hot! Some of the horniest and naughtiest of girls i've met have been muslim hijabi girls, under the act most of them are so horny it's beyond explaining, actually. My breathing changes.Excitement, fear, arousal,anticipation." Keep still for him Kim. Obey the strangers hands.Relinquish control. Let him touch you just how you want him to" He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me back a step against his body.I can feel his erection. Pressing against my bottom. I'm turned on that he's hard. I moan. His other hand moves over my belly. And agonisingly slowly. He moves down towards my cunt. He nudges my foot with his . A silent message to open my legs. Thank you so much for everything, Ill see you in the morning. Sweet dreams! He hated texting his fingers were too big for the buttons but he bravely struggled through a reply. He was just happy she wasnt one of those people who used numbers and symbols instead of typing out the words. The pleasures all mine. See you in a few hours, sweet dreams. He pushed away the anger and focused on how great it had felt in the foyer to almost-kiss her. His dick hardened, but it felt disrespectful to jerk of. But that’s when I started feeling wet in my pant. My underwear was full of white fluid. That was more than enough to prove that I actually dry humped mom last night. I took a bath and came down. I didn’t hug her. I didn’t want to talk to her. It felt awkward.But anyways I had to talk to her when she asks about the cum stain on my undies. But to my surprise, she didn’t. She put the clothes in the washing machine but she didn’t speak a word about it. After that, she went to the kitchen to cook.