Hamdan, noticing Alisa's beautiful eyes staring at his erect penis, tried to stay focused on his work, even though he was enjoying what was happening to her. It seemed Alisa hadn't noticed that Hamdan was occasionally stealing glances at her behavior. Alisa unconsciously began to gasp for breath, not even blinking at the sight before her. His hand, which had been stroking her back, now shifted to groping and squeezing her breasts. Hamdan enjoyed the sight even more, slowing down his work of tidying up the closet.
Alisa's breathing became heavier, and small moans began to be heard. When Hamdan glanced over, Alisa's left hand was playing with his groin. Every now and then, Alisa closed her eyes, feeling a pleasure she rarely felt. Alisa had felt the same way before when watching porn videos on her laptop. But this was different, because the penis she usually saw on her laptop was now in front of her, covered only by a sarong. The urge of lust that had begun to surge through Alisa's body couldn't be concealed by her modest clothing.
Hamdan continued to act as if he didn't know what Alisa was doing. Feeling safe, Alisa dared to take a step further, even though her heart was torn between religious prohibitions and tempting lust. She often heard Islamic studies forbidding her from doing such things, but the strong lust that controlled her preferred to obey. Finally, Alisa pulled her black robe up to her groin, revealing her light pink panties, which were already starting to get wet. Alisa began to insert her left hand into her panties, wanting to experience more sensation.
Hamdan occasionally glanced at Alisa, who now revealed her smooth, flawless white thighs, covered only by calf-length black socks. The area so protected by the female sex was now beautifully displayed before Hamdan. Alisa seemed to lose consciousness and began rubbing her fingers against her genitals, which were beginning to wet her panties. Her navy blue hijab began to look disheveled from the wild squeezing of her right hand, accompanied by the moans that began to escape her lips.
Alisa's actions became increasingly wild, squeezing and playing with her left hand, satisfying her lower body. Hamdan was increasingly unable to contain the lust surging through him.
Hamdan: Hmm... do you really want it, sister?
Hearing Hamdan's question, Alisa was immediately startled, and she immediately stopped playing. She quickly straightened her clothes and lowered her head in shame. Alisa didn't dare look at Hamdan. It turned out he had been watching her all this time.
Hamdan didn't waste this golden opportunity. With his cock still erect, he quickly got off the chair and dared to sit on the bed next to Alisa. Alisa actually wanted to prevent Hamdan from getting close to her, but she was already wet and caught, so she remained silent as Hamdan sat right next to her.
Hamdan: Hmm... it's okay, sister... I know that sisters are also human beings with lust and desire.
Hamdan tried to reassure Alisa so she wouldn't feel guilty.
Hamdan: Actually, I've been horny watching you play like that for a while now. Look, my cock is getting hard, isn't it?
Alisa raised her head slightly, still stealing glances at Hamdan's erect cock, which was still looming large in his sheath. So many emotions were swirling inside Alisa, but she also really wanted to feel a real brother's cock.
Hamdan: I promise I won't tell Umm Zaskia. If you want to continue, that's fine with me.
Alisa: Really, brother? I'm so embarrassed.
Hamdan: No need to be embarrassed, sister. I know it's time for us to learn about things like this at our age.
Hamdan then plucked up the courage to put his arm around Alisa's shoulders. Alisa seemed to agree as Hamdan's left hand wrapped around her left shoulder and pulled her toward him. Then Hamdan plucked up the courage to pull Alisa's right hand to grab his cock.
Alisa was still torn between guilt and unresolved lust. The studies she had attended had been unable to curb her lustful desire to feel the penis of a man who wasn't her mahram. Alisa still seemed to hold back Hamdan's advances.
Hamdan: It's okay, sister... there's no one around.
Hearing this, Alisa paused for a moment, then mustered up the courage to touch the penis that had only been her fantasy.
Alisa: But I'm embarrassed, brother.
Hamdan: Who am I embarrassed by? There's only you and me. I want to anyway... Hamdan chuckled.
Alisa began to feel Hamdan's large penis, still wrapped in a sarong. Hamdan, sensing the green light, began to take things further. He held Alisa's chin and turned it towards his face. Hamdan He began to move his face closer to Alisah's, which was covered by her veil. Alisa closed her eyes, resigned to what would happen next. Then Hamdan devoured Alisa's lips from behind her veil. At first, Alisa remained silent, but after a while, she began to return Hamdan's kiss. The black veil that separated their lips began to become wet with the lustful saliva of the two sons of Adam. Hamdan broke the kiss. Alisa opened her eyes and looked at Hamdan with her beautiful eyes.
Hamdan: "Can I open your veil a little, sister? It'll make it more comfortable?"
Alisa simply nodded her head. Hamdan was surprised to see the beauty of Alisa's thin, red lips and her naturally flushed skin.
Hamdan: "This sister is beautiful." Praise. Hamdan was stunned to see the treasure beneath the veil.
Alisa lowered her head in shame, though deep down she was delighted by the compliment, as this was the first time her beauty had been praised by the Brotherhood. Hamdan immediately devoured Alisa's lips and was met with a passionate kiss. Their tongues plunged into each other's mouths, as if eager to explore them. Alisa's hand gripped Hamdan's cock even more firmly. Hamdan's right hand began to squeeze Alisa's breasts from inside her robe. They felt so soft and large that even Hamdan's large hands couldn't cover them all. Hamdan paused the kiss for a moment.
Hamdan: "Sister... can I take off your shirt?"
Alisa, burning with lust, agreed.
Alisa: "Just call me Alisa, brother... hmm, okay?"
Hamdan: "Just call me Hamdan, Alisa."
Hamdan began unzipping Alisa's black robe while Alisa pulled her large hijab over her shoulders. She pulled her robe completely off and fell to the floor, leaving only her light pink bra and panties on her beautiful body. So flawless, white, like an angel, and most amazingly, her 36F breasts looked like they were about to spill out of her bra.