My mum’s hands were wondering up Chloe’s dress and vice versa. They were kissing each other on the lips and licking each other’s necks and chest.... Now and again one of them would moan softly. My mum was now pulling my sisters dress down. She pulled the straps down first exposing my sisters two exquisite breasts held firmly in place by a silky pink bra with lacy black patterns on them, they cupped her tits nicely and made them perfect and symmetrical. Now my mum slid Chloe’s dress down her legs. I feel her fingernails scraping lightly up and down my arms. My god, what is this woman doing to me? For the first time in my life, I have goose bumps! She then turns her attentions to my nipples, flicking them with her nails then rubbing them, pulling them just hard enough to feel so damn good. I helplessly moan into her mouth in response and I can feel her smile against my lips. ‘Alyssa’, I murmur against her mouth, not wanting to break away from her delicious mouth completely. I’m not even. It was weird him even going on the Haj. I thought it was just because he liked the idea of being a Hajji. And now..." Have you spoken to him recently?" Just now." And how is he?" I don't know. I don't know," muttered Hamid in anguish. "I just wish he'd come home, leave all those fanatics behind, and take up his duties in my father's firm."Hamid badly needed some air. The hit from the kif was probably not what he needed just now. He made his excuses and pushed open the door of the café, leaving. This time he spun round 180 degrees and Danny could not believe what he saw. His mind raced quickly back to the cafeteria ... it HAD been Janet Rivers he saw. Danny hadn’t been imagining things. Janet Rivers WAS here at Blanke Schande College and was now standing only ten feet away from him. Also, like all female students at BSC, she was wondrously and gloriously naked. The most beautiful girl in Danny’s world was standing before him and doing it without a stitch of clothing on. She was.