Yikes.My very first day went well. I take different classes than most of the students here, it’s pretty chill and everything is in English. God bles... the English language. But the truth is, I am somewhat of a spy around here. The branch in America told me to keep an eye open for anything out of place. Pretty weird thing to say, if everyone here has super powers… Nevertheless, I started sniffing around in a tourist fashion and that’s when I saw a Japanese class have P.E. or S.P.E., as in special. I was struggling. Then I heard a whisper on my ear. “Don’t worry sweety, I know what u exactly wants.” He whispered. I was confused.My eyes full of tears. My body and soul is only for my husband. Not anyone else. He started talking naughtily while pressing my waist. “You Muslim woman always turn me on, specially the married unsatisfied ones. Just like you.”I was helpless. I felt wetness between my legs. It was dripping. I knew it was wrong n sin. But I am helpless. I don’t have the courage. He could hear his heartbeat pounding in his ears but his cock was so hard it was dripping. Once in the bedroom, he was told to undress. He did and she just watched him as he nervously folded his clothes. She told him to bend over and she pulled his asscheeks apart and inspected him like a piece of meat. She must have been pleased because he could hear her moaning a little. I want it three ways, she said. I want you on your knees with me banging you from behind, I want you to ride it and ride it. I loved his touch, the way his hands always looked graceful and calm. His hand slid down my stomach and stopped right at my hips. He kissed my neck and bit my collar bone roughly. It felt like forever before he finally kissed his way down my body. Once he got to my hips, he stopped and kissed my hip bone. I was going to scream I wanted him to touch my pussy so bad! He licked my inner thigh and ran his hand across my belly. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair but I was too afraid to.