You’ve looked at it. Smack my ass.”I smacked it lightly.“Ooh. Harder. Do it again,” she said, looking back at me. She bit her lip. I did it ag...in, only harder.“Ooh, Daddy. You want this pussy, do you?” She said, licking her lips, and feeling my erect member. I squeezed her buttocks and attempted to lower her pants.“No, no, no. Not yet. Meet me in the band hall after practice.” Olivia then gave me a short but sweet kiss goodbye. In the band hall after practice, Olivia quietly called me over in. Another's tongue in my mouth, another'shand between my thighs. One of my breasts flipped from my dress. Theywere laughing at me, a couple of men. Looking at the pavement while mybelly emptied itself. They laughed as I heaved and heaved, hand up mydress. Cool air across my pussy as they wrenched my knickers down.Confusion, movement, laughter. On a bed, soft under my back. Weightpinned me to it. Him, his face twisted in concentration and fire burntinside me where he moved fast and hard. He was. I want to see you pray in that white jilbab and niqab outfit from the picture.Me: I am not ready to do anything more.I had calmed down now after my orgasm and was able to think more clearly.Infidel: I won't pressure you. But you are not allowed to wear anything under the outfit. No panties and no bra and nothing else.It seemed reasonable and was a lot better than praying naked. I would go straight to hell if i prayed naked.Me: I wont wear anything underneath. I was starting to get butterflies. He was unbelievably aroused that she was so caught up in her act of pleasure that she didn't even hear his knock, or the creak of the hinges as he'd opened the door.He smiled, slowly edging his way around her desk, tipping his head to see the video she was watching, and his smile turned hot as some blond guy started tapping his cock on a brunette's open, panting mouth as a big black man fucked her pussy.He reached down and tweaked the nipple that wasn't getting attention, and chuckled as her.