My step mom reached down with one hand and started stroking my hard boner and with the other started playing with her pussy. As I watched her I could ...ell she was really wet because I could see her juices running down her inner thigh. She let out a slight moan and then stepped over me with one leg. She lowered herself down just a little bit making sure my cock didn’t penetrate her pussy she rubbed the head of my cock in between her wet pussy lips and I felt like I wanted to explode. Finally, I. It’s a complete and utter mind fuck! I, Halima Ali of Ottawa, refuse to bow down before anything other than Allah, the one true God. I am a Black female Muslim who passionately believes in women’s rights, and I also happen to be queer. I am definitely not a feminist. Feminism is essentially a social and political movement for and about White women, thank you very much. Rather than distance myself from my people, I embrace them. I love my fellow Muslims. I love my fellow Somalis. I love my. You feel the tears that have escaped my eyes and it makes you stop instantly. "Look at me Kitten." I look up with eyes full of tears. "Hush now...your punishment is all over." I shake my head no, pouting. I have gone into full-on babygirl mode and it confuses you. I put my head back on your shoulder and you turn around changing your mind about going into the bedroom. Instead, you take me to the playroom, placing me down on the bench that's at the foot of the bed. "Wrists." I hold out my right. I just had to figure out how I wuz goin' to satisfy five wives instead of just three.By the time we got near the cabin I had convinced myself it wuz the right thing to do. We sealed the bargain with hugs an' kisses. I now considered Philomena an' Beth my wives but I'd have to wait an' fuck em later to git them used to their wifely duties. I just had to figure out how to explain it to my other wives."We wuz so worried about you," Hannah said when we arrived. She eyed Philomena an' Beth nervous.