I have her shirt up almost to her neck, revealing the back of her purple lace bra. I go to the clasp of her bra, and i pull out her bra tag. There is...just something i find very sexy about a womans bra exposed with the bra tag peeking out, drives me wild.As she is sliding my cock in and out of her mouth, i begin to caress her breasts, twisting and pulling on her erect nipples. This is getting her excited and she increases her speed on my shaft. She is really deep throating me now, going all. Your job is to pleasure it at all times. Do you understand, slut?"Once again my mother's texts went silent. After ten minutes I wrote to her again: "I asked, do you understand, slut? That is, do you understand that your body now exists to amuse my hard cock? You made the cock hard, so you must fix it. Do you understand?"Within a minute I got her text in response. It simply read: "yes." Good," I replied.The day went by slow. I waited in the nude, for my mother to return home. I wanted to ravish. . my erection was so large now that i had to try to cover it using one of my books.. Banu looked amazing..I had always dreamed of Banu sexually.. but to actually see her in true beauty was something else.. The hidden sun made the sweat to shine of her.. She started singing some tune to herself. To free herself even more, she removed off her pallu , god the curve of her breasts against her blouse.. Her breasts perked and jutting out.. I could see her perfect shape around the edges of her hips. Carleton University campus is something else, folks. Big and diverse, with lots of African, Indian and Chinese students, adding diversity to the white crowds. I felt at home immediately. Something about the campus appealed to me and it’s not the student body’s diversity or the cutting-edge campus. It’s the presence of so many cute girls wearing hijab. I’ve got a thing for them, you see. Every man has a thing for the forbidden fruit and for me, it doesn’t get more forbidden than them Somali.