My family is a traditional muslim family and originally came from India, long before I was born. I never had any freedom at my parents home. From the ...ge of 13 I started wearing the hijab and from the age of 16 I began wearing the niqab. This was initially at the request of my parents but I then grew accustomed to the clothing and I now aways dress in a niqab.I wanted to study away from home. I found my life overly constricted in my parents home. They controlled every aspect of my life. I moved. I suddenly wanted him to bareback me, I had an overwhelming desire to open up to Paul and took his face in both hands and told him I loved him and wanted to give myself to him completely. To have him fuck me bareback. He was beautiful about it he gently pushed the head of his bare cock in between my sphincter muscle. He then waited, looked me in the eye and said he also loved me and began fucking me so gently I could feel every inch of his bare cock.The pleasure was delightful and I began to. . aur jhatke mein shower start kar diya kuch der tak humne shower liya to wo phr se hot ho chuki thi aur lund ko pakad kar shake karne lagi maine usse shower ke neeche baitha kar lund ko uski moooh mein de diya wo kehti hai wow what a lollipop! aur chusna start kar diya wo lagatar chusti hi chali gayi maine uska face dekha to Ek dum laal ho chuka tha to mein darr se apna lund nikal liya to ussne mujhe 1 thappad lagaya bumps pe aur wapas se lund lekar chooosne lagi kareeeb 20-25 min chusne ke. I pulled my boxers over my stiff cock and left them round my thighs. I turned on my side facing towards her then inched my body closer and closer, praying she wouldn’t wake up, closer and closer... and then, we’re touching. This time it’s not my fingers though, but my cock. I push it against her arse, and guide it so it’s resting between her soft buttocks. I then begin moving it up and down, rubbing it against the crack. All I can hear is the blood pumping around my head and it’s all I can do.