But let me get thisstraight, you, are asking me, to dress you up as a Muslim woman?"Afroza said putting her arms around me to comfort me. "Amber, the...girlsand I were off to the mosque and you could have chosen to leave thestudio dressed as a playboy bunny or even as a man but you want to leavedressed as one of us?" Yes. That's exactly what you just heard. I asked you to dress me upas a Muslim woman, to islamicise me if there is such a word?" Yes there is and I will, Nasrullah," Afroza. She slid her panties to the side, uncovering her bald little cunt. She resumed grinding my cockhead into her now naked cunt. I thought it felt good before, but I couldn't hardly believe how great it felt now.She kept rubbing, completely unaware of what she was doing to me. My cockhead slid in between her pussy lips, which she apparently liked because she started sliding my cock through them faster and harder. She slid it back a little and gave it one good hard push up into her cunt and. I was still reluctant to let this happen. I had watched this young woman grow up next to my daughter. She probably had spent as much time at our house growing up as she did her own. Even teasingly calling me daddy whenever she and Christy wanted something. The only problem was, I didn’t seem to have the willpower to stop it.The question was answered for me before I had time to think. Jessie hopped from the floor to the bed and planted a passionate, wet, tongue-filled kiss on me. Her hand slid. She glanced at the time and the soundproofed door."Why don't you relax and just rub your penis through your jeans, for me. Just lightly caress yourself"My cock was getting so hard so quickly. I did as she instructed and watched as she reached to unbutton the top three buttons on her blouse. Her slender fingers slipped into her blouse and cupped her beautiful breast. Her legs parted more and she hiked up up skirt to reveal that she was not wearing any panties!Her natural bush was so.