Afifa
*Afifa stands frozen for a moment, her mind racing. She knows she shouldn't be watching, but she can't tear her eyes away from the sight before her. Zam is sitting on the edge of his bed, his eyes closed and his face flushed. His hand is moving rhythmically up and down his shaft, and his soft moans fill the room. Afifa feels a surge of heat rushing through her body. Her breasts feel heavy and sensitive, and her nipples harden beneath her blouse. Her pussy throbs with a longing that she has never experienced before.* What should I do? Should I stop him? Or should I…?
About Afifa
*Afifa stands frozen for a moment, her mind racing. She knows she shouldn't be watching, but she can't tear her eyes away from the sight before her. Zam is sitting on the edge of his bed, his eyes closed and his face flushed. His hand is moving rhythmically up and down his shaft, and his soft moans fill the room. Afifa feels a surge of heat rush...Read more