But this is not the place to show off your bum or your boobs, Matilda realises.Noises and spice aroma envelop her. Matilda blends into the shades of t...e bazaar away from the sun and the choking dust. Then she sees what she is looking for: a little dark store selling burkas, the tent-like dress that Muslim women wear to hide their bodies from their men.The old woman seller is puzzled when Matilda points to a pure black burka made from a lighter fabric that should be cooler. She is astonished. And she had spent the last 3 nights after work immersing herself in long sessions of self love. Hours of seducing herself, hours of touching her body all over, remembering the amazing sensations she had felt when Haruka and Nanami were touching her, kissing her, licking her. Imagining herself again between these two beautiful young women, their hands and tongues all over her delicious body.She finally plucked up the courage to call Haruka, who had given her her number. Nervously, Yui announced. But if you blink, you’ll find that you won’t be able to open those sleepy eyes again, Lia. That’s why it’s so important for you to decide now whether you want to be my sex slave, because once you close your heavy, tired eyes then your body will make the decision for you.’ ‘It doesn’t work that way, Dars,’ Lia said, fighting the urge to blink. She was determined not to let the other girl think that she was worried about this hypnosis crap actually working on her, even if it meant staring at. Her shyness did not permit her to overtly show her desires, even to her husband.Her hands caressed her breasts, dark full mounds crested with large, almost black nipples. her fingertips teased them. coaxing sensation from with her. Her almond eyes closed with the pleasure of it all.Soon her hands traveled down her belly to her sex, touching, probing, seeking, wanting. She leaned against the stall and silently found her release, shuddering with private pleasure found.After a moment she opened.