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My Wife's Sister, Sara — Story intro The house empties of people with the morning. Souad, my wife, is the midwife at the hospital. She gathered her things and left at dawn for work, leaving the walls bare and the door double-locked. In that solitude, there is Sara, her sister — the girl the whole neighborhood swears by for her composure and her sense. Always in the long headscarf and the loose djellaba, her eyes on the ground, and so strict with men that no one dares open his mouth around her. She knows herself well, and she knows her weakness, and that is why the door is always shut and never opens. But as soon as the house empties and she is sure Souad is gone, the other face begins. The headscarf comes undone, and the djellaba falls to the floor. That big body shows — full and soft, with huge hips and a round, overwhelming chest the headscarf could never hide the details of. She sinks into touching and self-pleasure to quiet the fire of desire that eats at her. And to empty out what is inside her, she grabs the floor rag or a cucumber and turns it around, and starts moaning the traditional Moroccan way; she bends her chest to the floor and raises her big rear to the sky, moving her body in slow, burning motions while she dreams of the day someone knocks on the door and relieves her of this torment. But she is strong and does not open the door to men, not even with words.

Character created by @أسرارون | Asraroun

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