I belong to a Muslim family. I share my real story with you Wichita happened with me 2 years ago. I grew up in a very stricken Muslim society in arab.... I was not allowed to show my face and even skin. I used to wear abaya, hijab, gloves and cover myself from top to bottom like most arab girls in saudi arab. I was taught by my mother and elders not to look at men and stay away from them. So I was following that way and religious Islamic law. In my teenage. I had feelings to speak and look at men. On other days, we would giggle, kiss and embrace, feed each other titbits, and feel each other up like a couple of naughty schoolgirls.We still met by appointment, but it was almost every week now, and I didn't always have to go to the University Arms first, though I still returned there afterwards. I had no information at all about any other relationships she might be running concurrently, but I suspected that I was not the only one in thrall to her, whether professionally or personally.. She had on black stilettos. When we arrived, the party was in full swing. It didn’t take long for Jason to grab Danielle, lift her dress up and fuck her from behind. She came almost straight away. While she was being fucked a couple of guys introduced themselves to me and told me I looked beautiful. They were both tall, muscly and handsome. One pushed me to my knees and made me fish his cock out of his trousers. I did so eagerly and began to suck my first cock for the night. His friend went. Please share your views @ I’m Dheeran from ChennaiThe story is about how I got to fuck a sex goddess through my previous story at ISS. After my first story, I got few compliments thanks for that. Among the few my sexy Neha sent me a text complimenting the touch of my words. We both pulled quite a long chat. I got attracted towards her nature and attitude. I started to grow desire towards her.She isn’t a type of girl who just longs to fuck anyone she meets. You have to sweep her off her feet to.