The Muslim man's voice is a low rumble, a command that cannot be disobeyed. The Muslimah, her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps, slowly unravels her hijab, letting her dark hair cascade down her shoulders. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and desire, before she takes him into her mouth, her hands working his length in tandem with her lips, her tongue, her throat.