We lay side-by-side basking in each other’s company. This was the woman I had loved at first sight. Well I had lusted after at first sight. Maybe lo...ve didn’t come into the picture for a day or two. My emotions weren’t exactly under control back then. And now she was giving birth to our children. Our emotions had to be the same ones shared by men and women since the invention of pair bonding. It’s a primal feeling that the race would continue, your line will continue. We are fulfilling the. The thought of a hijabi muslim girl, a girl that looks pious and shy to the public but deep down she's the horniest of the lot, this is a major major turn on, and i see this in my own household, i see how my sisters wear hijab and abaya as they leave home, but then they go flirt with guys, they hang around with multiple guys, getting into the cars of guys. Oh and not to mention so many girls wear nothing under the abaya! i've seen this with my own eyes, my sisters wear abaya and under all they. Jason leaned back in the couch. "It's good to be the king," he said with a smirk.Ashley gasped. "Mark! Smack him for saying that!" she pleaded.The commercial faded away. Morgan, Beatrice, and Becky all sat up. "Quiet, round two is starting," Morgan said.We got quiet as the screen split back into quarters. I wondered what would happen when Dean stepped forward. He was standing in the middle of his part of the screen and looking at the fifty women arrayed in his room. "Okay, Ladies, get those. She and Belinda get on very well together, don't you, baby?" Belinda giggled and snuggled up to Donna on the couch. "The first time I met Margot, I wanted her for myself." Her mother smiled. "You still do, you little slut. I haven't forgotten that morning you brought us breakfast in bed and crawled in between the two of us, wearing nothing under your tee shirt. The way you were rubbing yourself off Margot was shameless. Belinda blushed. “Please, mom! I was just being nice.” “I know. And Margot.