I showered, cleaned up the house a little, out on some moderately nice clothes (I always try to look nice for her,) and sat reading a magazine. At aro...nd 12:20, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and almost forgot to breathe. She was more gorgeous then I remembered, and even more beautiful than I tell people. Her short, course hair was pressed and straight. Her smooth ebony skin seemed to shine in the sunlight and the two brown jewels that crowned her face deep within her eyes seemed to pull. "You will not be on Earth for Ramadan. Many of the faithful use an AI to calculate the elapsed time between sunrise and sunset at Mecca each day and fast for that period, starting at their local sunrise. Other variants are possible, but that is the most common."At the end of his talk, the corporal asked for questions. One woman stood up and pointed at Zeinab, "Why is she wearing a niqab? I wasn't allowed to!" What did the AI tell you when you asked it?" It said that she had permission and that. You never did, you treater her so well and she loved you for it."Then she said "Can I tell you something else... one time was on Kara phone when you sent her a pic of your dick..."I started laughing, kinda embarrassed.She continued "I forwarded it to myself..." she reached behind her and had grabbed a hold my cock."I couldn't believe how big it is!" she said. It was fully hard in her hand now as she stroked it through my thin shorts. She continued "When ever I saw you i was stare at you junk.... When I was a young c***d, I was teased a lot. I was a boy, but I looked more like a girl, and even acted quite feminine. The older girls would use me as a dress-up doll, and the older boys would beat me. My b****r, though, would often come to my rescue, even if it meant that he took a worse beating than I did. I loved my b****r very much. While we were young, my b****r and I would often share a bath or bed, innocently, of course. As we got older, this ceased, and eventually my b****r began.