“Quite a time at the mosque.”“Why didn’t anyone tell me?”“It was all arranged. Sooner or later you would have found out. I’m sorry it ha... to happen this way, but now you know.”“What do I do now?”“Well, this too has been arranged with the blessings of Allah and his holiness Khozem Bengaliwala.”“Who is Kho- Kho-, who’s that?”“He is your servant, as you are his master.”“Wait right there! I’m not anyone’s master. I wish to break whatever arrangements you people have set.”“I’m afraid that’s. And remember,” Greta punctuated this with a short slap on Lucy’s arse cheek, “one word out of turn and blondie loses a nipple.” Hasan moved his hands round to the strap of Lucy’s gag, not taking his eyes of hers the entire time. He slowly took the red ball out of Lucy’s mouth, the dryness of her lips causing it to stick for a moment, before it came away. Lucy’s jaw ached so much from the gag that it took her a moment just to close it. Her mouth was so dry, and she started to panic as she. I feel completely owned at this point. Like my existence springs from the look in his eyes. As if I would turn into a puff of smoke and blow away like I never existed if he breaks my gaze.He moves to stand in front of the mirror. I know what he wants. He tells me to kneel before him and I take his heavy swollen cock in my mouth. I love the feel of it as it fills my mouth completely. I feel his hands on the back of my head and he forces my head all the way down on his cock. I feel it deep. I lust for you, Si. Even more, I want to make love to you." You wore that outfit to seduce me." Si, I want you in my bed. No man has been there in a long, long time. I'm in love with you. We will work everything out because we want to be together." I pulled her tightly to me.She stood up and pulled me up beside her. We climbed the stairs together stopping frequently. I carried her into her bedroom. When I set her on her feet. I helped her undress and she was pulling at my clothes. We tumbled.