Her Aunt Salim was a good Muslim. She covered her hair in a head-scarf and all her body was covered by a long discreet dress, which was not unstylish ...ut designed more to hide than to flatter. Amna wasn’t sure that Aunt Salim was the best person with whom to live, but her aunt had often made the offer, and now seemed the appropriate time to accept. She hoped that her aunt had been sincere in her promise that she just wanted company in her three-bedroom house and would leave Amna alone as much. “Do you sleep with each other?”. Rachel and I looked at each other not sure how to answer but the pause answered it for Nicole. She did however reveal that she was fine with it amazingly. She commented on it being natural but aslong as we dotn go about bragging about it. We assured her we didnt and that were always safe, plus we didnt do it often.Following the revelations Nicole and I headed for the bedroom. She didnt waste a second and had her clothes off and sitting on the bed waiting for. She pulled her fingers out again and gave Bill another taste, his mouth was getting closer to her sex. "Oh yeah!", she exclaimed as she laid back on the ottoman and pulled Bill's mouth against her pussy with her leg. Her hands came up to the back of my head to press my mouth tighter against her tits. She pulled my head up and kissed me with her open mouth, thrusting her tongue in as deep as she could. Her body was thrashing wildly as Bill sucked and licked at her pussy and clit. She was moaning. "It's just weird, obviously. Like, the three of us aren't going to get married someday. There's going to have to be a point where it stops. I don't know how she'll take it. I don't even know if…" What?" I asked, when she never finished her sentence."I don't even know if you'd pick me" she finally finished, a slight glisten in her eye. "I see how you look at her. She's beautiful, I know. And I agreed to this. I even like it when it's happening. I just don't know what our future is." I get it" I.