Soon I fell asleep dreaming of her and her sexy hijab and eyes. While I was sleeping I felt really good and it felt like someone was sucking my dick. ... awoke to realize that that feeling was real and looked down to see Fatima sucking my dick! I freaked out and said, “Fatima! What are you doing?”She stopped sucking and looked up and said, “I couldn’t help but notice you had a hard on from your dream and I couldn’t resist.” She began sucking again.I looked down to see a hijabi head moving up and. ” I tried to get closer and told her that both of us have same feelings.We then chatted sometime about such videos and I felt she was very interested in watching sex. But I was itching to know if she is also interested in having sex. Hang entered the topic, I with a little hesitation asked her “Are you also interested in doing or just watching videos?” She said “I do get tempted to have sex whenever I watch porn videos but I’m too afraid.” I asked “What for you get afraid?” She said she is a. ." She completed the thought in her mind: My panties start to get wet! But she wasn't about to say that out loud. Instead, while still looking away, she continued after a pause, " ... it's different than before, somehow."Since she was looking away, he allowed himself another look at her chest. Man, how am I supposed to carry on a conversation when I'm staring into a mile of cleavage?! And her nipples are so obviously erect. It's unfair! Heck, how can she play sports at all, carrying around two. She shook her head, trying to tell herself that this was wrong, but down they went. Her hand slid inside those cotton panties, gently cupping her soft wet mound. Pressing her palm softly against her sensitive clit, feeling it peek free from its hood. A low gasp let itself out of her mouth, followed by a whimper of pure ecstacy. Her eyes were locked on the hand moving over her son's well-developed dick. It pumped slowly but eagerly, tightly squeezing that thick veiny shaft so that the head.