Ab mera lund full tension mein tha aur mein ne dheere se apna lund mom ke muh ke under khiskaya. Mom mmmm ki awaj karne lagi fir mein lund ko pechhe k...ya aur is bar jara jor se age ko dhakka diya to mom pechch ko dhkeli gayi. Isse pura mazza nahi aaya aur meine mom ke sar ko balon ke saath pechhe se pakad liya aur chudai wali style mein dhaka pilai suru kar di. Ab mujhe mazza aane laga aur mein samajh gaya ki agar mein kisi dheli chootwali randi ko chod reha hota to mujhe kaisa mazza aaata.. Without thinking, I reach for some foundation. The jar lid sticks a bit,but I finally get it open and dab some on my cheeks with my fingers andthen blend it in. I follow this with some powder and decide to add alittle bit of blush.I look around for eyeshadow, finally finding some in a palette of colorsin the side drawer. Using the small pad, I gently apply some to my lidsto make them stand out a bit. I decide to skip the eyeliner. After all,I just need a bit of brightening up.Finally, lipstick.. Jane told me to just stand there and look sexy and follow her lead. I was to walk over with her to any car that stopped and she would do the talking, so I could learn the lingo. We stood there waving to the passing car and every now and then Jane would yell out, “Want a date.” Some times it was necessary to walk back up the side street when we spotted a police car coming down the road.Several cars slowed to check us out and finally one car made a second and third run by us and turned on to. Also whenever she send me her pics (every pic she wears a hijab, traditional Muslim head cover) I would admire her flawless beauty.Soon our friendship turned into love. We both proposed each other and began getting real close. All this happened only through phone calls and messages. She didn’t agree with meeting me in person due to her family restrictions. Also, she was a very shy girl. I really developed a desire to taste her body.I was craving in lust. As days passed we started getting.