Evenings are loud with music and chatter as the girls are required to be awake most part of the night, most anxiously awaiting the one who brought the... here, the one man that they dare to love, the one man that they will whore themselves to be with. I am off limits to all but Aleem. I wonder if this rule will be obeyed as I can see one of Aleem’s cousins, Faruk, has been rather friendly in appropriate conversation, but I can feel his gaze upon me even when he is in the company of the other. And Wednesday afternoon was Dominica Macchiavelli’s sport time.There she was, with her cute tits and shapely ass, in her tight school issue shorts and white polo shirt. Her waist length chocolate-brown hair was tied back in a high ponytail, and it flicked as she jittered around in her position. Her mother-of-pearl rosary, a family heirloom from her mother, apparently, was worn around her neck – although she wasn’t supposed to strictly, but it was a beautiful thing and she hated having to store. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kitty He runs his tongue ever so teasingly up my pussy slit. I groan so loudly. My owner then carefully but forcefully hits my pussy with his fingers, causing me to jump against his face. When my pussy hits his mouth he grabs my clit with his teeth. This causes me to shudder and I have to fight hard to not cum right at that moment. He starts sucking hard on my clit still gripping it gently with his teeth. He then ever so teasingly slides his middle finger into. I lay next to her, caressing those long legs and leaned in for a kiss. She wrapped her arms around me again, and our tongues again met each other. She quickly pushed me onto my back and straddled me. She sat back, and undid her blouse slowly and seductively, telling me how much I was going to enjoy this night. Her blouse came off, and then her bra. Her tits were perfectly formed, hardly moving as her bra came off. Her nipples were small but hard, and I reached up to roll each between my thumbs.