And i did so with pride and honour as i saw muslim woman wearing abhayas (traditional robes) and HIjab(head covering) always being ao lady like and co...fident and it was a pleasure to see them especially out and about with their families and husbands and it just looked incredible and i also thought that is what would happen to me when the times was right...Growing up i did notice how some muslim woman wore very bright attention grabbing clothing under their abayaz and wear really seXY HEELS N. Jessica was beautiful, intelligent, witty and charming and— yes, oh so desirable. What a catch she would make for both David and herself. Yet she wondered if she could provide everything Jessica needed and wanted. The last thing she wanted was to disappoint either her son or his wife. Could she be enough for the two of them?She would not be seeing David until next week and tomorrow was Saturday, her day of reckoning. What should she do? If she said no would that create even more complications. I didn’t mind the little bit of pain because I was having so much pleasure.I saw a trickle of my blood running over Bobby’s cock. It didn’t upset me because I had read about it happening in our sex class. Bobby Morris had popped my cherry. I know that’s not how it was explained in the book, but it was the more common term used around there.I kept lowering myself an inch at a time. Each time I could feel Bobby’s cock sliding farther inside of me. We were both breathing harder. My heart was. I fought him and he laughted at first, then in his drunken state I almost pushed him off me and he got serious. Holding me down with one strong forearm across my chest, under my chin he roughly fondled my tits. He pinched my nipples hard causing me to cry out in pain. He slapped each breast in turn before his hands dove between my legs. Without warning he turned me over and sat down. I was across his knee and screamed when he delivered the first smack. He spanked my ass hard, hitting me five.