Operation Practiced Cougar
“i can’t wait,” he growled from where he kissed along her wrapped, slender neck, drinking in the mixture of her sweetly perfumed fur and the softness of her cotton hijab.
Another Impossible Trick
Tales of...promiscuity, of removing her hijab and being with one of the americans here… fatima shivered.
Slow Burn [F Demon & Hellhound TF]
The girl's hijab shifted as she sat up straighter. she opened her jaw, pushing it forward as pressure filled her temples.
The Infidel
Her raven hair was still tied up into a bun under her hijab, which gave her pretty features a nice frame of focus.
Astro and the Buried Boner part 6
A woman dressed in a head to toe hijab walked into the office with a coffee cart in front of her as the military man threw another folder before hafez. "this is what we have for you next. an assignment in cairo. oh?
Calicode: Chapter 4: A sense of Self
"i never imagined i'd go hijab or niqab shopping in this shirt today." "i'm becoming tempted to leave you in the car, i think you scarred that poor girl."
First Smoke Experience (Commission)
The fox scooted aside, revealing her matching robe to her hijab. "come this way, i'll get you set up in one of our public booths. should be a few people there already."
Knot Again
“do you see a hijab?" the young woman remarks. “a what?" “never mind. i'm an atheist. thanks for asking." fatima sarcastically replies. “right... well, i better go." mary says as she excuses herself.
Half-Blood Chapter XLVI
On her head she wore a traditional hijab. he knew for a fact that mrs. mishra never wore a hijab on regular circumstances, and the fact that asha herself was bareheaded was telling. mr. and mrs.
A wolf in the frat - 1 - Adaptation
The one who talked to him had a bright pink hijab that framed her mediterranean skin complexion, devoid of imperfections. her dark brown eyes looked at him with serenity and her smile was angelic. she extended a hand before him for a handshake.
Inkerman Street - Part 1
One of the former had been singing to me in a wildly off-key voice and muttering about muslims, or "towel-heads" as he called them, most of the way down stkilda road apparently blithely unaware of the rather stylish looking feline lawyer in a hijab across
The Dawn will Come.
She was garbed in head to toe in robes, even her face was covered with a hijab as though she were from the middle east.