I love Lebanese cuisine and made friends with a lot of guys from that part of the world, thus I have a working knowledge of Arab culture and Islam. Of...course, I knew next to nothing about Somalis. We have a few in Montreal but they exist in greater numbers in Ottawa and Toronto. They’re more Anglophone than Francophone any day of the week, except for the ones from the Republic of Djibouti. Fowziyah and I began to chat, and let me tell you, it wasn’t easy to keep up with her. This chick could go. ”“Sounds good,” she said. “Have you recovered yet, Steve?”“Yes, Sweetheart!”Bethany sighed, “I love when you call me that! It’s good to hear it again. Now, I would like your tongue in me, if you don’t mind.”“Mind? I love putting my tongue in a tight, hot, cheerleader pussy!” I chuckled.I moved down and began gently licking Bethany’s labia. I loved the smooth feeling of her bare pussy, with no pubic hair to interfere with the contact from my tongue. Every few licks, I probed deeply into her. How it makes her so hot and wet. When was the last time a man made you feel that?”Ms. Hiragawa just stared at her daughter.“Answer me, slut?” I growled, yanking back her head so she looked up at me.“I don’t remember,” she answered.Pam sucked harder, her tongue swirling around my shaft. Pleasure surged down my cock to my balls. This was so hot. I growled as I stared down at Ms. Hiragawa, boring into her eyes, demanding the truth from her. She shivered, eyes wild.“Since your father,” she groaned.. Jake nodded and went to his next class. He met with Katie at lunch, they ate and as they were walking back to school from the parking lot, she was grinning ear to ear "guess what I’m doing tonight" she asked rhetorically. Before Jake had a chance to answer, she chimed, “Prom is coming up in a month, I’m dress shopping tonight." Jake had completely forgotten that prom was coming up so soon. "I’ll let you know what color tie to get" Kate said, kissing him on the cheek before taking off to her.