I knew that it was Fatima but I was wondering why is she watching me?That night I was feeling very horny so like any regular man I decided to masturba...e. I brought my laptop up to my bed and found my favorite type of porn, hijab or muslim porn. I began masturbating but I forgot that my blinds were open and the light on my laptop is pretty bright. After I finished I looked across to my neighbor’s window and again I saw Fatima standing there looking at me through the blinds. I immediately turned. He playfully swatted your rear and you jumped, turning to glare at him, and in doing so you saw his penis, which was sticking out of the robe as he stroked it. Your master looked furiously at you for your audacity in glaring, although some part of you hoped it was at the king. Your master began to speak of you, but the slave mistress beat him to it. ?This one is one of our naughtier girls. I don't think you'd enjoy having to put up with her episodes and I frankly don't think you'll be. That's how it always goes, you've got some time alone to have a little fun, and someone's got to show up out of the blue to ruin it. I could hear her talking, so I figured this would be a good time to get dressed since the moment was gone. I worked my way out of the bonds, and got up to get dressed. By that time, the door closed, and she came back in. "Who was it ?" I asked, "Who told you to get out of the chair? " she responded, sharply I looked at her again. I wasn't used to. We pushed the boat back out into the deeper water, and once it was were Dad thought it needed to be he pulled the hard line to the bow anchor. It dropped into the bay, pulling the anchor chain and the spring line with it, and we tied that off securely to a small tree near the waterline. While we were stowing our deck shoes and putting on our hiking shoes, we watched the boat, making sure it was finding a stable anchorage."Okay Davey, that was just transportation." Dad said to me as I shouldered.