" I told her as I sat down on the other side of the bed. She walked over to this side and sat down next to me."Thank you. I wonder what you look like ...hun," she said in a soft voice, that was almost like a whisper. Things suddenly got very silent. I didn't know what to do or say. I was getting the idea that she may be trying to hit on me, but I didn't want things to be awkward between us. I loved Janet, she was my best friend since elementary school. I felt this was something that could get. I could feel this hijabi’s warm wet mouth as she took in my shaft through her mouth and flickered her tongue all around my shaft as it went in her mouth even more. I grabbed her hijab and moved her head with it. She was slobbering all over my hard dick and I could see that she was really enjoying it because one of her hands was on my shaft while the other was rubbing her cunt over her black thong. She still had her jilbab on but it was pushed up so she could rub her vagina hard. As she kept. She was looking bomb.I then went inside her house. The spare lpg cylinder was kept on an upper shelf due to scarcity of space in kitchen. I stood on a stool and took out the cylinder. It was really heavy but I somehow managed to get it down. Then she thanked me and went to detach the regulator from old cylinder and attach it to the new one. As she bent down to do so, the site of her as is something I would never forget. As she was replacing the cylinder and I was enjoying the site she suddenly. We sit and talk eating some lunch but I just can’t help thinking about you and me naked out here while no one around. You start to see that my mind is someplace else but it’s hard for me to keep focused on the “daily stuff” conversation. Knowing me the best you show a little shoulder and not to your surprise I notice. Sure enough you know what’s going on in my head. It’s either that or you’re my weakness and I’m falling. You carry on our conversation but with every moment that passes you show a.