Kneeling down in front of me she unsnapped my cut-offs, yanked them down to my ankles and fished my cock from my boxers. “This looks delicious!” s...e exclaimed as she pulled my shaft and balls through the fly of my underwear. Rubbing the shaft against her cheek, she added, “Hot, big, and hard, just the way I like it!” She gently squeezed it, smiling as a drop of pre-cum formed at the slit. She kissed the crown smearing my essence all over her lips before taking the helmet in her mouth, moaning. Do you understand what I'm saying?"Kristy's face was ashen. Her lips trembled. It looked like she wanted to deny what he was saying. Then she slumped into his arms."Are you sure?" Her voice was a plea.Wordlessly, he scooped her into his arms and stood up. He walked them into the bathroom, flipped on the light switch with his shoulder, and turned so that her foot faced the mirror."Look on the bottom of your foot. That's the date you came out of the incubator. I've got the paperwork, and what. ....He let out a long long relieving breath. This was the moment each wanted. She felt his cock pulsing inside of her and he pumped his cream deep into her. She released the tension in her vaginal muscles and enjoyed the feeling of being trusted, of providing relief, of being inseminated.Once semen was ejected from his cock the relief radiated throughout his entire body. He constricted his cock muscles never wanting the flow to stop. He knew for absolute certain he never ever ejaculated such. Hafsah had taken a selfie of herself in the Islamic garb whilst she is licking her black dildo and sent a picture to Patrick with the caption 'Osman is going to Friday prayers come on over and I can worship your big black cock.' Patrick had read the message and replied by saying 'Wow you really look different in an hijab but sexy regardless. I like this Islamic look Hafsah. I will be over in half an hour.'Hafsah then got a nail cutter out and started to trim her nails. Osman said 'Mashallah..