I was told how I should attend the mosque five times a day for prayersand Afroza gave me a Koran if my own to study.Nas told me if I seriously wanted ...he job I could start tomorrow and Ithanked her and asked her what time I should get there, promising to beearly.I then went home to face Rita, wearing my Burqa.Rita was shocked to see a Muslim woman in a burqa entering our house andwas only slightly calmed when she realised it was me, Bea."What are you doing wearing a burqa, Bea?"I explained how. ...which was rubbing with mine and he stopped me from touching him. He pulled my hand away, and he said.....I owe you...let me take care of you. No argument from me.He moved down between my legs and again took my cock in his mouth. I had my eyes shut most of the time but now I open them and looked down at him sucking me. He was looking up right into my eyes...it was magical.He put his hands under my legs...lifted them up rolling them forward on my chest and while still looking at me he moved. I wanted more. He slipped a finger into my wet cunt, then two and then three, and started pumping into me, hard. I wanted more. Even as I came the first time, I wanted more. The orgasm rolled through me like a wave that had broken before it hit the sand, just a gentle swell."You taste so sweet," he said and pressed his lips against mine, slipping his tongue inside my mouth so I could taste myself. I didn't mind the taste of my own cum.I leaned forward to lick the drop of pre-cum from his cock.. But at the same time, I could see that she looked curious. The thoughts running through my head actually started to really turn me on!I look at them and say, “So, someone has to say it. I guess it might as well be me. Come on guys. Let’s go upstairs to your bedroom Derek.”Derek led the way. Jennifer slowly followed and I was behind her. We actually made it to his bedroom. After a few minutes of complete silence I could tell that I had to break the ice again. So I blurt out, “Well, go on.