AALIYAH’S POV.
“Ahh! Imam! Oh…. Allah! f**k, my p***y!” A familiar voice called from the Imam’s private room, causing me to stop in my tracks as I blinked.
There’s no way I was hearing things right, there’s no way such a vulgar word and disgusting sound was coming from the Imam’s office.
“My p***y is stretching out, Imam! Your c**k…. Your c**k is stretching my cunt out.” The familiar feminine voice moaned and my eyes widened in shock as I stopped dead in my tracks.
The sound impaled me to the spot, my legs could barely move anymore and it was as though I’d been paralyzed as the lecherous sounds kept coming.
No. No. There’s no way that’s my sister’s voice. There’s no way my sister and the Imam are having s*x!
I was in denial but the moans and groans were real, the voice was too famili
