In a cramped, dimly lit room, La Timea, her curves accentuated by her niqab and modest dress, kneels before Max Born. Her fingers tremble as she unzips his pants, revealing his stiffening cock. She tentatively licks the tip, her eyes widening at the taste of pre-cum. With a deep breath, she takes him into her mouth, her lips stretching around his girth. Max groans, his hands resting on her head, feeling the fabric of her hijab against his skin. La Timea's pace quickens, her enthusiasm growing, until Max's cock twitches, ready to burst.