I replied come fast, I will be there in 10 minuted. She replied: ok, I can’t wait for more. We met outside the temple. I wished her aunt and then we...left to my house.After reaching the house, I took her to my room. My pussy was already wet. She started to rub my pussy with her hand from the top of my salvaar.Oh my god, I can’t tell you how much pleasure I was feeling at that time, I started to do the same to her, we did it for some time and suddenly she kissed me.I laid on the bed, she laid on. . infact my cock was leaking most of the week in anticipation and been the naughty muslim bitch that she was the whole week where ever she went she wore only thong and heels with her abhaya and kept me up to date when she was been checked out and it honestly was very arousing .. so omar and i had kept in contact throughout the week with him keeping me up to date with with his arrangements and the ideas he had and what he would also like to happen it was such an intense week i hardly was able to. Sometimes fantasy was better than reality. And sometimes fantasy BECAME reality- case in point, Tina. Remembering her giving herself to him again put a smile on his face and blood in his... nether region.Laughing softly to himself, Jake got up out of bed. Maybe a glass of milk would help. He quietly padded down the stairs and into the kitchen. As he opened up the fridge and grabbed the carton, he heard a soft sound in the living room, almost like music. After a pause, it became clear the. I was struck dumb for a second or two, then said, "This is Mrs Brelsford. Can I speak to my husband?" and she said "Yes, of course, Madam." Then I heard the phone being laid down and she shouted, "Ian! It is your Freda at last."The phrase 'Your Freda', told me a lot. The girl regarded me as an important person in Ian's life, so that was a start.Shortly thereafter Ian came on the phone. "Freda! Thanks for ringing, my love. I have been trying to get to speak with you, but every time I manage to.