Mimi hesitantly begins to tell

‘I’ve always adored Arab men, mummy, ever since I got interested in boys it was the Algerians and Yemenis that I gazed at and loved to dream about but I was always scared of having an Arab boyfriend because I we are white and we are christian, they are Muslims. But I always wished that I could, that I could, well, you know…’ Mimi hesitated to continue, but the old Arab Muslim woman told her to continue.

Mimi caressed her pregnant white belly and said ‘when I was in my teens I got on a bus and I sat next to a mother and her baby. The mother was young, about twenty and she was pretty and her baby was Arab, so beautiful and so Arab, I couldn’t take my eyes off her and her brown baby, he was so Arab, 100% Arab and she was as white as me! I hadn’t realised before how we could be so conquered by an Arab man, her baby was as ethnic as babies with Arab mothers and I was so excited, I wanted to have an Arab baby there and then, and as soon as i got home, I rushed upstairs and undressed, I was soaking with lust for Arab love, for Arab semen, for an Arab baby in me.’ Again, Mimi stopped. And again she was told to continue.

‘I pleasured myself every night and every day when I could, always thinking of the Arab men that I’d seen but when I got married, it was, as you know, to my white christian hubby because I knew it was impossible for me to become an Arab Muslim’s wife, even though that’s what I wanted. But still I yearned for an Arab in me.’

‘Then, one day, I saw Farid and his Muslim brothers looking at me, and I just succumbed to them. They enjoyed me as their white woman, mummy, I fell in love with beautiful, brown Muslim penises and I loved it so much I knew that I couldn’t stop and then one day Farid told me of his obligation….’

Marion had not been as aroused as this since Kuwait. She had her legs tightly crossed as she listened to her daughter, and Marion was close to orgasm.