Women were of no value at this time, and couldn’t enter into contracts, so there was no chance of employment. If she had a father or brother, they m...ght find her a place as a servant, more like a slave, but at least she would eat, although she would be used up only slightly less quickly than as a houri.She grimaced at the irony of her name, Alia, blessed of Allah. Lia didn’t feel very blessed presently, only just alone, friendless, and unable to pass as a boy for very much longer.Shaking off. And widen my legs. And started licking my pussy. He asked me if I masturbate. I said yes. Then he inserted his finger into my vagina and moved in and out then asked me to taste my pussy keeping his finger into my mouth. I licked his finger.Then he told me to keep his tool into my mouth. I was feeling it bad. Then he forced me so I took it into my mouth. Later Then he slowly took his penis near my vagina. And slowly move it around. I was afraid of pain. He said “it is ok, dear just close your. "Come on, let's get in bed," she said as she bent over at the waist. A part of her hoped that Mark would take the gift she was offering and slide his hard young cock into her wet hairy pussy from behind and give her the fucking that she needed. It was not to be though, Mark was too young to understand this offer!, she thought, as he agreed and let her climb into the bed. Once they were both in bed Helen snuggled up close to her young son, pressing her large breasts into his arm and dr****g one. My mother followed in, and I took a second to recuperate my senses before head in too. When the door closed, the scent of woods assaulted my nostrils. Neither woman was visible, and so I stayed in the main hallway, studying the pictures hanging on the walls.There were paintings, not pictures of our neighbor or family. One picture looked like a four-pane window. Each panel held a picture of the same nature scene except in different seasons. The next picture was a weird one. I knew it was.