My name is Amina Khalid and I live in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Life as a Muslim woman in the Canadian Capital isn’t easy, because of the expecta...ions of my traditional Muslim family and the temptations and needs I have as a young Black woman. For all of the reasons, it’s not easy to be me. If you saw me, you wouldn’t give me a second look. Or perhaps you would. I stand five feet eleven inches tall, a bit chubby, with light brown skin and long curly black hair which I always tuck away under. I got on my knees in front of him and asked if I could suck it. He told me to take it slow and I eagerly began to take his big plump head into my mouth, his cock was getting bigger and bigger as I fondled his balls and took as much as I could into my wet mouth. He was soon rock hard and was thicker than my 2.25” dildo. He claimed to be 9” and I’m pretty sure he wasn’t exaggerating. It was massive, I could hardly get it in my mouth so I jerked him while sucking on the head of his monster for a. "Someday, Karen you and the girls will all have my baby. We will live together and I will get all my sister's pregnant".Karen cried with pleasure as I stroked and petted her to another orgasm. "Fuck my mouth" she begged and she moved to her knees and took my cock out and kissed the head.I love this monster in my mouth and cunt but I hate you fucking my asshole, she said with a serious look.Karen your butt is mine as much as your other holes, all you girls take it in all three holes.Damn, Karen. “Oh yes,” Patricia said leaving her protege’s nipple with a long suck. Hands suddenly locked onto hers. “Please stop,” Alicia pleaded. Patricia knew an overload of constant stimulation needed to be broken through. Especially if the girl wanted continual involvement between a mother and son. “I can’t,” Patricia said. “Spread your legs again.”The look on Alicia’s face was one of concentration. Patricia laughed to herself once the girl suddenly relaxed and her legs spread. “It too much,” Alicia.