Chapter 87 DIRTIER DARES (PART TWO)

AISHA'S POV

My pulse hammered in my eyes, wondering what she was up to. I moved, settling on her full thighs, parting my knees a little.

She grabbed me, yanking my thighs wider, exposing my white thong, moulded to my pussy lips. Fatima wasn't done.

"Not done." She whispered, fingers snagging ...

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