Friends give your feed back , i know this story is little lengthier and forgive me for the mistake, as i dont know how to write a story, n this is a r...al storymy id sindhu is my aunt’s daughter, they stay at steel plant which is near vizag, her parents are too strict so she used to cal up when ever her parents are not there at home, but avoided as i thought she is too young, she always talks about her school things which makes me bored. i usually dont attend any family functions but she called. As if she could read my mind Afroza said, "I don't particularly mind youseeing me without my hijab, Nikki, it's just that it isn't right for asingle woman like me to appear in male company without a hijab but ifanyone saw our group now they wouldn't think there were any real menhere."So I got to see how beautiful Afroza was underneath her hijab whilst Isat there in my Niqab!But then Afroza said, "It's time you learnt how to dress me in a hijab,Nikki."First she let me try myself but I made a. ' managed to slip from my slutty mouth, which I realised was stuck to the bed sheet. Using my numb hands, I was somehow able to peel my face from the bedding and sit up. Albeit, swaying just a little and cursing the huge solar star currently trying to smash its way through the blinds.My ass hurt, my throat was sore and dry, my jaw felt as though it had been punched.Running my hand along my neck, I felt my bra (sticky, nice), my abdomen, my thighs and, naturally, my panties were misplaced. Bound. Squeeze hard and mutter soundly, "Ibin Cultor" five times again." I was getting use to this proceedure and did as instucted. My nipples felt tender to the touch, but the orgasm I was experiencing at that moment took over. With my nipples in my fingers, I muttered those words. The first time, nothing happened. The second time I could feel the nipples growing in my fingers. It was becoming increasingly hard to hold on to them. Then the third time I found them forced outward from my chest. Fatty.