Vandermeer.” She smiled wickedly, her gaze holding mine as I trembled against her, rubbing my wet pussy against her thigh and letting out a fevered ...oan of desire. She kissed me playfully on the nose, and shook her head before pushing herself away from me. Helplessly I watched her retrieve her black lace bra from the dresser and slip her arms into the straps. She hadn’t really given me an answer, but I hadn’t really expected one. Abby was good at not giving answers. You might even say she was. Ayesha: you can recognize my eyes???Me: of curse we are friends from over 23 years now I don’t need to see ur face to know it’s u. I can easily find out it’s u by ur eyes and ur voice too.Seems like she got very impressed by my answer.till now she removed her hijab and throw it on the chair to get comfortable I was quite happy to see she is being like b4 now I mean she feel my home as her own. When she removed her hijab I was amazed to see her cloths it was totally western cloths nice blue. It gets noticed by guys and girls too.So it was just another day to the office, and I was waiting at the bus stop for the next bus to arrive while a man came up to me and asked for the time. He was not too tall, also wore glasses and had a mustache which made his face overall quite friendly. I politely replied and continued to wait for the bus. Once it arrived, it was quite crowded as usual so I was squished between a couple of guys, one of them being this guy who had asked me the time. After a. Are you ok” I asked. Again no answer, I reached for the door handle and walked into her room. I froze, Charlie was lying down naked in bed, duvet tossed to one side eyes closed and slowly breathing. She was fast asleep, I reached behind myself grabbed the door handle and slowly left the room being extra cautious when shutting the door. I had no real idea how I felt about what I had just seen until I got back to the sofa and felt my joggers restricting my cock which was pulsating. I was shocked.