Her thighs were so soft, and between her thighs lief the beautiful place which I never seen in real life before. I always wanted to know how the pussy...smelled like. I pushed my nose into her pussy lips over her pink panties. Her pussy smelled so strong. The tip of my nose became moist due to the wetness of her panties. I pressed my hand on her pussy over the panties. She raised in pleasure. I kissed her thighs, they were so smooth.Now I slowly slid down those panties looking into her eyes.I was. But you are not allowed to wear anything under the outfit. No panties and no bra and nothing else.It seemed reasonable and was a lot better than praying naked. I would go straight to hell if i prayed naked.Me: I wont wear anything underneath. I was starting to get butterflies in my stomach. The idea of praying for him was turning me on again. Infidel: I will see you tomorrow ;-)Me: Good night my infidel xoxo**********The next morning i was really nervous about performing for Infidel. I was. Wo wese hi bed or leti thi.Phir wo bed se niche urea the or pent niche ki or underwear niche meri behan ne kiya uska lund underwear me fansa tha nikal n rha tha phir usne khud underwear niche kiya uska lund bahar nikla mujhe dekh kar dar lag gya meri heart beat tez ho gayi thi.Uska lund bhot mota tha jyada lmda to tha and or skin puri age tak thi.Meri behan uski taraf mudi or uska lund hath me pkda phir usne hilaya jese usne hath piche ko kiya uske lund ka agle wala hisa bahar nikla red colour. "To my pretty pink colored toenails, up my legs again, into my crotch, mybelly button, my breasts, my smile and eyes, up to...no wait, back to mysmile.I stood with my arms extended, posed in one of the girlish of manners withmy feet crossed daintily at the ankles smiling my sweetest smile at him.After feeling like a pretty doe in the sites of her hunter's gun I nowturned to face my shooter as if I was very comfortable that he studied meso carefully. Go ahead I silently pleaded, take careful.