Arav left her hands and started massaging the Muslim beauty’s boobs. Hamida started making sounds, rhythmically, still kissing him back.“Mmh..mmmh...!”They were kissing each other with their entire bodies in the rhythm. Soon enough, he was sucking her mouth dry. He broke the kiss only after he felt that her mouth had run outta her saliva. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. She waited a few seconds before she started talking, in a sensual voice.“Wow, Arav, you drank it all, didn’t you?”. As momma returned to the room I felt something inside change again, thenthat other voice, close to my own but different now that I learned thedifference. "I'm ok now, you can let go of me." Not a chance Tyranny. That recovery was just too quick," he said."Fucking let go of me now you bastard." Tyranny raged at him. "Let go ofme before you get fucking hurt."I thought I was winning as his arms loosened just a bit then suddenlymine were pinned even tighter and his legs were wrapped around my. Dad told me later I was just like Mum – didn’t need much foreplay – just wanted to feel a cock in my pussy and I was happy. He had managed to take his clothes off while he was licking me so when he raised his head to smile at me with lips glistening with my juices I saw his nakedness. I knew I was about to be deflowered by the cock that had made me and so forever be bonded with my parents and to fulfill the promise I had made to my mother – to take care of my father. I realized this is what I. “Merry Christmas, Mr. Marlowe.” She said, running her fingers through my hair. “This girl loves you, very, very much.” I could feel the heat of her tiny body and smell her subtle scent, enhanced by a delicate perfume. At this point I could write volumes about morality and decency and choices and fate…but it would be irrelevant; the long and short of the matter is that every wall I had carefully built over the years to keep myself separate from others, from being hurt, from letting myself be.