Hello, this is Ayesha again, in the last part I told how once a devout Muslim, is now brothers Hamza's submissive whore and slut, I lay sprawled on the chest of Hamza naked, my body still buzzing from the intense fuck he’d just given me. My limbs felt heavy, my mind foggy, as if I’d been drugged. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. I was naked, my clothes discarde...