That’s your only purpose on this earth, being my whore.”“After I die, I wanna be with you in the afterlife, Varsha, and fuck your brains out for... eternity.”“You think I’m cute and funny, huh? Come down here,” she would bend down a bit, and I would slap her across her face, which made her hornier. “Call this cute and funny.”Often in between my curses, she politely gave me tips and corrected me if I was doing something the wrong way, mostly in English:“Put your hands on my tits when entering. On her head she wore a black hijab, tightly wrapped around her head, framing her delicate face. When she ran down the stairs she found her sister and mother at the kitchen table eating some ful, eggs, and pita bread. She sat down and joined them. The family never spoke much at the kitchen table, and this time was no exception. They finished their food with few words and Barirah and Asha started down the road to school. The few people they ran into on their way to school gave them plenty of. One day there was a function at my uncle’s place he use to leave 30 km from our town and I thought of going with her and start chatting to get success in my plan…. we went on bike and I tried to ride it at very gentle speed so that I can get more to talk to her….on that ride first we had a normal chat after that I asked her whether she had a BF before marriage to which she replied yes I got excited and started talking to her about him, once she replied that her BF use to look like me only. I. I stepped in and called out to her "Barb" still no reply I was worried she might be really sick. I stepped closer to her but all I could make out was her back was to me and she had her iPad laying in front of her. I reached out and touched her on her shoulder. "OH SHIT" she screamed while flipping around to face me. She made me jump as well and then I noticed the covers had pulled down exposing her naked breast. It was all in slow motion to us both, because it took her about a minute to realize.