Gently, I sit myself down on the edge of the sofa next to you and just take in your beauty. Reminding myself how luck I am to have a perfect woman lik... you. I brush away the few hairs falling onto your face and run my fingers through your hair. Your body reacts to my touch and shuffles a little bit. I remove my hand and run my fingers down your cheeks and down your neck. You always love it when I do this when we are cuddled up in bed with no worries in the world. My touch must have been a. ." Oh, Paula. You are a woman. I am a woman. Islam does not allow us to beanything more than friends and sisters. You know that." I know," Paul said, his voice cracking."But women who love each other," Aliya said. "That is allowed, of courseit is. And if you are my adopted sister..." she let the implicationhang.Paul waited a long time before answering, gulping like a fish, trying tocome to terms with this new information."Then we would be... family?" Paul asked. "Sisters... officially?" Sisters. That night I had four orgasms, and Tommy had three. I swallowed him twice. His cum was sweet and I went into absolute raptures as he arched his back and filled my mouth with his load.It was me who straddled him the third time. He soothed me, assured me we would stop the minute it hurt and I attempted to open my hole and slip him inside me. He was too big and it hurt. Tommy slipped me onto my side. “Pull your knees to your chest babe” he whispered and I did exactly as he wished. He sucked on my. I slipped a lone finger into her moist pussy. She let out a soft purring sound, almost like a cat.I was hard as a rock. “Hang on,” I said, slipping off the bed for a moment to disrobe. As I disrobed, Tammy flipped on to her back and smiled. “Put it in me,” Tammy ordered as she spread her legs wide, right in front of me. She didn’t have to tell me twice. I slipped my tool straight into her shaved pussy, as I leaned forward across her lanky and well-toned body, looking down at her.I had always.