Ahal-Al Bayt-26

Posted: August 20, 2010 | Author: Durgesh | Filed under: Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Durgesh, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt |2 Comments

Chapter 26

Durgesh Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt gave my Uncut Hindu Cock two more long loving sucks then pulled her head off my shaft.

She looked up into my eyes,

“Abbū’s best friend, I really will do anything to make you smile again.”

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt watched me nod slowly as I looked at her,

“Yes baby, I believe you will…..”

And Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt knew that she was forever my… heart, soul and especially body.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt pulled her knees up to her chest as she lay in her bed thinking about what had just happened with me.

Slowly Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt licked her rose pink lips and then softly sucked on the tip of her own tongue.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt could still feel my hard Uncut Hindu Cock in her mouth; still taste the hot Hindu come I had shot into her mouth and throat.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt hugged her knees hard to herself, smiling as her eyes slowly floated closed and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt thought about sucking on my Hindu erection.

Her nipples peaked, becoming long and hard as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt remembered how amazing it had felt to have me hold her head hard in my hands onto my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Her body reacted to the memory just as it had reacted when I gave her my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt wasn’t entirely sure what she thought about what had happened with her but she knew that Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt wanted it again.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt wanted so much to taste my Uncut Hindu Cock and to bury it in her throat, to look up and see the look of pleasure on my face as my little extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl sucked me to orgasm.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt also knew she wanted more.

Sucking my Uncut Hindu Cock wasn’t going to be enough for Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt knew that for certain.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had always been my extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl and This step felt so right, so natural.

It felt to Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt as though it had always been destined.

And Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt wasn’t going to fight her destiny.

Not when it came to making me happy.

She was indebted to me that I accepted her Ammījān Kħadījah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt even when she was so against me ostensibly.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt slowly drew her legs down so that she was laying flat on her back in her bed.

The bedside light was glowing dimly and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled softly to herself as she looked around her bedroom.

The bedroom Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had slept in since Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was born.

It was painted a soft pink and the comforter and other fabrics were lilac and pink.

It was a very beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girly room and despite her age, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt liked it just the way it was.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had thought of repainting it in the days after Qāsim’s passing but it was such a comforting room.

And comfort was something Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt craved then, and now.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt heard the sounds of me moving around downstairs and smiled again as she recalled how once I had come hard in her mouth I had pulled her from her knees to my lap and had stroked her cheek and kissed her mouth tenderly.

How I had looked into her eyes, seeking the truth from her soul, as I asked her how Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt about what had just happened.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled again as she remembered looking into her precious Abbū’s best friend’s eyes and telling me it was the most wonderful thing ever to happen to her.

I had kissed her once more and gently risen from my chair with her in my arms.

I had set her carefully on her feet and told her that Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt should go to bed, that they would talk about it in the morning, how I needed her to know I loved her above all else and how I would never hurt her.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had smiled into my deep, dark eyes and nodded as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt told me she knew that already.

Then Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had turned and walked up the stairs, aware that my eyes were burning into her soft Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān flesh as I watched her every move.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had resisted her urge to turn around and run to me begging for more as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt knew I needed to be alone to think.

As Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt listened to the familiar sounds of me closing up the house for the evening, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt became aware of a tingling heat between her legs.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt bit her plump bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes wide, and then slowly Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt let one hand move down her body.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt cupped her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy through the material of her pink short pyjamas for a moment, feeling the heat of her desire and need.

Then, quickly, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt thrust her hands inside the leg of her shorts and using two fingers held her wet slit open to expose her throbbing, swollen Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s middle finger made a soft pass over the nub and an involuntary gasp was pulled from her.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s sexual experiences prior to this evening had been limited to quick fumbles in the front seat of cars, in dark corners of clubs and other places.

Fumbles which had always ended with Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt flushing with embarrassment and pushing her date from her.

All of which had earned her the reputation of a “good extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl”.

Similarly, with self-experimentation Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had fumbled for a few moments before an overwhelming sense of shame overtook her ending the experiment.

But tonight, tonight Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt no shame.

Instead, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt the need to explore her body and to discover what these feelings and needs, I had awoken in her, were all about.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt flicked her finger over her swollen Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty again, her eyes closing in reaction and her nipples tightening as her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty spasmed gently.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt paused for a moment, contemplating the way she was feeling, before her finger began to flick over the throbbing nub faster and faster.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt her breathing become more ragged as her mind filled with the thoughts of how amazing my Uncut Hindu Cock was.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt sighed as her fingernail dragged over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty causing her body to twinge and jerk gently.

The image of my swollen Uncut Hindu Cock was all Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt could think of.

The warm, musky smell as it sprang free from my pants, the softness of the skin on my Uncut Hindu Cockhead against her eager Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips and the strength of its length and girth as I pushed it into her mouth and held her in place.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s finger was moving faster and faster.

Slipping and sliding over the wet folds of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Slit.

Then dragging over her excited Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty, the nail of her middle finger driving her wild with desire as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt thought of the feel of my long, hard Uncut Hindu Cock on her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips and in her mouth.

My Uncut Hindu Cock.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was panting now, her body so heated from her touches that Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt flung the comforter from her body.

The cool air caused her skin to pimple even as her finger caused her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty and nipples to harder and grow longer.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt moaned as her hips began to move gently and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt the moisture from her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy soak her shorts and pale-skinned inner thighs.

Her other hand moved to one of her nipples and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt plucked it hard through her pyjama top.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was completely aroused and all Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was aware of was the movements of her fingers and the thoughts of me that filled her head.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt moaned again, slightly louder This time and used her finger nail to torment her swollen Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty faster and faster.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt her heart pounding harder and she involuntarily held her breath as her body started to spasm and buck.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy gushed as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt came and her fingers worked faster as wave after wave of orgasm flowed over her.

Her head thrashed from side to side and a loud scream was torn from her as her body was overtaken.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was coming and coming hard as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt fingered herself thinking of, what we had shared, and me.

Suddenly Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was disturbed by the sound of a loud groan.

Her eyes jerked open as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt pulled her fingers away from herself as though she was being burnt.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt leapt to a sitting position and reached out to grab the comforter to herself all within an instant.

I was standing in the doorway, my features shadowed by the dim light and my frame silhouetted by the light from the hallway.***

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s heart was pounding, almost as though it would leap from her chest and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was panting both from shock and from the arousal of her actions mere moments ago.

“Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt,” croaked me, “My sweet Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt!” I moved slowly towards her, my breathing almost as ragged as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s.

“A…A….Abbū’s best friend…. I am sorry!! I was just…. I was just..” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt paused as words failed her.

How could Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt explain to me that she had been playing with herself as she thought longingly of me?

“Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt,” my words were coming in a soft, almost broken voice, “Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, I need you”. The admission seeming to cost me more than I could cope with.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt leapt from her bed and ran across the room to me.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt flung her arms around her precious Abbū’s best friend and clung to me, pressing her body tightly to mine.

Her eyes filled with tears as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt my body shaking,

“Abbū’s best friend, I need you too, I really need you Abbū’s best friend. And I want you so much—sooo much more.”

I gently grasped her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān face in my large, handsome, Hindu hands and looked deeply into her eyes, “Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, are you sure?”

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt nodded mutely and in response heard me groan once more.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled up into my eyes, loving the way I towered over her and then Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt gently pressed me towards a rocking chair in the corner.

My face was full of anguish as I sat and looked up at Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled gently and leant down to press her soft lips to mine.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt kissed me gently and felt me respond to her kiss.

My hand snaked around her waist and pulled her close to me.

My tongue slid into her mouth and I kissed her harder.

My lips claiming hers as mine.

After a long moment, I broke the kiss and smiled at my sweet Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt.

She stood before me.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled back into my eyes, wanting me to understand how much she adored me.

She looked at me for the longest moment before taking two steps back from me.

My eyes widened as I misunderstood her movements causing her to step back closer and to lean down and whisper in my ear, “Abbū’s best friend, it is ok, please stay there, please.”

I nodded as I watched her step back from me once more.

This time Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt took three steps and then stood still in front of me.

Her eyes were locked on mine and a soft smile played on her rose tinted lips as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt slipped the tip of her tongue out long enough to moisten them.

I watched as my precious darling smiled at me, as the tip of her tongue flicked over her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips causing them to shine in the dim light and as her eyes burned into mine.

My breathing was calm now, but my heart was pounding and my Uncut Hindu Cock was erect and straining at the material of my pants.

I wanted now Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt so much; I wanted to bury my swollen, straining Uncut Hindu Cock deep inside her sweet, wet Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān folds.

I wanted to claim every part of her body as mine and mine alone.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled softly as she moved her hands to the top button of her pyjama top and slowly, slowly started to unbutton it.

My eyes widened and my heart pounded faster as I realized her intent.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, My Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, was about to strip for me.

I was going to see every inch of my beautiful darling exposed to me.

My Uncut Hindu Cock leapt in my pants and I had to shift in the chair to ease the pain of the pressure.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s fingers were shaking but Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had no problems in unbuttoning her pyjama top.

Once Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had opened the last one, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt let her hands fall to her sides as the edges of the material hung open just an inch exposing the middle of her chest and belly to me.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt counted to ten silently then smiled and turned away from me.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt reached up and eased the pyjama top from her shoulders, aware that the dim light of the bedside lamp would light her skin, causing it almost to glow as I watched her slide her pyjama top off.

Slowly Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt let the top fall from her body and land at her feet.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt stood for a moment letting me see her back.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt wrapped her arms around her breasts, shy suddenly at the idea of being so exposed to me.

Shy of me.

Worried that I would not find her pretty.

As the top slipped from Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, exposing her naked back, I felt my breathing stop.

My heart stopped also as I marveled at the Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān beauty of Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s back.

The glow of her skin, the outline of her shoulder blades, the outline of her spine.

Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā!

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was simply breathtaking. And Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was now mine.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt closed her eyes and taking a deep breath turned to face me.

Her eyes tightly closed and her head hanging so she didn’t have to see my face.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was afraid of what she would see there.

Her breathing becoming ragged, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt stood before me, my eyes roving over her.

I saw the top of her head, her hair hanging in a luxurious curtain to hide her face.

My eyes roved hungrily over her flat belly, I smiled to myself as I realized Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had a small pink diamante belly ring.

There were things about my little extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl, it seemed, I didn’t know.

My eyes burned every inch of her into my memory and I looked at the way her arms were hugging her breasts, covering herself from me,

“Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt,” my voice was low and deep, “Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, move your arms, darling.”

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt responded after a pause only the length of a heartbeat and her obedience moved me almost as much as the sight of her breasts.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was curved in all the right places with a small waist and grand round Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass.

That much I had known from seeing her running around in shorts and tight tee shirts but the sight of her naked breasts was enough to take away my breath.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt truly was breathtaking.

And Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was mine.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt kept her head down as she moved her arms.

Tears filled her eyes as I silently looked at her high, round breasts.

Her breathing was labored and her breasts were rising and falling with each breath.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was overcome with shyness and needed my reassurance that all was well.

Seconds later Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt heard me speak,

“Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt …. You are breathtaking, my darling.” and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt raised her face to me, a brilliant smile lighting up the room as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt basked in my praise.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled into my eyes as she pressed her breasts forward, aware of how her nipples were hard until my scrutiny.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt eased her fingers into the waistband of her shorts and made to push them down as I watched,

“No Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt! Turn around.” I spoke as I tried to prolong this wonderful moment.

Obediently and instantly, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt turned and eased down the shorts, revealing her round Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass to me.

I sighed as I saw how very pale every inch of her skin was, as my Uncut Hindu Cock jerked in reaction to her body and as I knew that I was once more being rewarded by her Allah Tabāruk Tålā and my Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā.

Rewarded to love and fuck my precious darling always.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt let the shorts fall to the ground and stood with them pooled around her ankles.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt her heart pounding and the moisture from her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy oozed down her already soaked inner thighs.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt stood for what seemed like an eternity before slowly turning to face me.

Knowing that if I was not already aware of her arousal I would now know as the scent from her needy Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt was filling the room and her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips were slick with her wetness and puffy with desire.

She looked at me as I looked at her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt could see the desire and need darken my eyes as I looked at Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s most intimate area.

I could hardly believe what was happening.

I was sitting in Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s bedroom, watching my precious extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl strip in front of me.

And Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt wasn’t just taking off her clothes, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was teasing, exposing herself to me and for me.

My eyes locked onto her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy as I saw how neatly Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt trimmed the hair on her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips.

Lips that I wanted to plunge my Uncut Hindu Prick between, just as I had plunged my Uncut Hindu Prick into her soft mouth just moments earlier.

Feeling suddenly brazen Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt moved her legs, parting them, letting my eyes move in between her legs and see the Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān wetness flowing from her honey Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled as she looked at my Hindu crotch and recognized the shape of my Hindu erection straining for release.

The room was filled with the scent of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt and the silence of our unspoken words of need.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt parted her legs a little more and reached down a hand to open her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Slit and expose her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty.

This movement pulled a groan from me that was followed by another as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt flicked her nail over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty causing her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt to gush down her legs.

I rose from the chair and in one step had her enveloped in my Hindu arms.

Her naked Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān breasts were crushed to my strong Hindu chest as I held her tightly.

My Uncut Hindu Cock pushing against her, letting her know my Hindu reaction to her.

One of my hands ran gently up and down her spine before cupping her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass, one finger slipping between her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass cheeks causing us both to moan.

I lifted her into the air and her legs instinctively wrapped around my waist as I kissed her deeply.

My Uncut Hindu Prick slid into her mouth and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt sucked hungrily on it as I carried her to her bed.

I pulled my head away before looking deeply into her shining eyes once more and asking, “Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, are you sure that you want me into your most private parts?”

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt nodded once more.

I dropped her onto her bed.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt lay on her back with her legs spread open wide, inviting me between them.

Open wide for her Abbū’s best friend.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt took a deep breath, as she lay splayed on her bed looking up at me.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt could see the need in my eyes, could feel the tension in the air and the shivering of her own arousal.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt lay still on the pink and lilac comforter of her childhood bed, watching me.

Seeing how each breath caused my chest to rise and fall, how a smile played over my lips as my eyes roamed over her nakedness.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt a tightening of her muscles, felt her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy spasm with need causing juices to spill from her opening.

I stood for what seemed to be the longest time looking down at her, admiring the way her honey blonde hair fanned out around her head, how her big blue eyes looked up at me with such obvious adoration, how her rose pink lips matched perfectly the color of her swollen nipples.

I was in awe of her, of the moment, a moment I had secretly longed for.

My eyes moved from her face to her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān breasts then over her stomach, smiling once more as I noted the pink belly stud, down to her neatly trimmed Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips.

My eyes closed for a moment as I felt my balls tighten, felt my Uncut Hindu Cock leap and strain against the material of my jeans.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips.

Opening my eyes, I looked back up to Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s eyes and smiled softly to her.

I took a step back from the edge of the bed, all the time my eyes fixed on her sweet face as I moved my hands to the button on my jeans,

“Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, once again let me ask you, are you sure?”

Mutely Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt nodded.

I laughed happily then eased the button open and slid the zipper down.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s eyes were fixed on my hands.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt watched as I unzipped my jeans and in one swift movement slid the jeans and my shorts to the floor.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt gasped as she saw my Uncut Hindu Cock spring free.

Her eyes widened as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt saw my swollen Uncut Hindu Cock for the second time that night.

I pulled my shirt over my head without wasting time to unbutton it.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled as she saw me naked for the first time.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt moaned as she saw my Uncut Hindu Cock bobbing as it lengthened.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt watched as I stepped from the discarded clothes and moved back to the edge of the bed.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was spasming and contracting.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt juice was liberally flowing as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt her body react to the sight of my Hindu arousal.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was moaning softly, her nipples aching for my Hindu touch and involuntarily her hips began to move rhythmically.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s mind was whirring.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was mesmerized by the sight of my Hindu erection.

It seemed impossible to her that it would ever fit inside her body.

Just that thought made her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt clench.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt wanted me inside her so much.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt took a deep, shuddering breath as she felt the mattress move beneath her as I put one knee onto the bed.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt closed her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān eyes to try to get some control.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt wanted to remember every moment of this.

She didn’t know to her pleasant surprise that this all was being filmed entirely.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt watched as I knelt on the bed and placed my hands on either side of her waist.

My head was over her stomach as I looked into her eyes.

“Oh!” My exclamation made Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt jump and she looked quizzically at me as I looked downwards to her stomach.

“What is it Abbū’s best friend? What is wrong?” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s voice was anxious, as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt worried about the cause of my exclamation.

“What is THIS?” My voice was stern and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s heart clenched as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt heard the censure in my voice.

“What Abbū’s best friend? What do you mean?” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt tears flood her eyes as she tried to understand what was happening.

“This!” My finger flicked the pink stud piercing her belly button.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt a single tear slip down the side of her face as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt realized that I was angry about her piercing.

Her voice small, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt answered my question,

“I’m sorry Abbū’s best friend… it’s just a stud… I can take it out?” the last an offer, a plea that I forgive her.

My heart melted, instantly regretting my joke at seeing how distressed my precious extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl had become.

I moved and gathered her into my arms, pulling her close to me.

Her head nestled against my chest as I stroked her long hair making soothing noises before speaking gently.

My lips brushed her ear as I assured that I was joking, that he liked the stud.

I felt her body shake as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt fought to stem the tears that were falling from her blue eyes.

I felt my heart clench as I berated myself for causing her such distress when all I wanted was to cause her pleasure.

I knew I would do anything to make her smile, just as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had told me earlier in the evening she would do anything to make me smile.

I rocked her gently in my arms, one hand stroking her hair and the other her back as I soothed her.

All I could think of at that moment was making Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt happy again.

I forgot all about her nakedness and my erection slowly faded.

For several moments, we lay together on her bed, the dim lamplight causing shadows on the walls.

I was comforting Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt.

Gradually I felt Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt calm.

The regret for my words and actions haunted me as I felt her nestle her head closer to me, until her head was tucked under my chin.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt my pulse against her cheek and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt sighed happily, as she cuddled into my strong, broad Hindu chest.

The sounds I was making made her feel safe and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt pressed her body tightly against mine, wanting to be as close to me as possible.

I felt her moving against me and my softening Uncut Hindu Cock leapt in response to her.

I took a deep breath as I tried to fight my renewed arousal, but the feel of Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s soft skin against me was too much for me.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt squirmed against me and felt her heartbeat grow faster.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt pressed her hardening nipples against my chest and smiled to herself as she felt my Uncut Hindu Cock twitch and swell against her leg.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt my body stiffen as I fought my arousal.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt pressed her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt to my leg, wanting me to feel how wet she herself was for me.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt me try to pull my leg away, felt me shift my body slightly.

Wantonly Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt parted her legs and moved to encircle one of my thighs between her legs as she thrust her hips forward.

Slowly Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt began to pump her hips, her wet slit parting on my skin, her opening spasming as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt became more and more aroused.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt gushed as she pressed hard against my thigh and I felt Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt juice soak my skin.

Letting out a groan I pushed Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt away from me, her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt clenching in protest as the cool air replaced my hot skin.

In one swift movement, I was on my hands and knees over her body.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled up into my eyes as I let out another groan before dipping my head to claim her mouth.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt snaked her arms around my back.

Her hands clasping at my skin as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt tried to pull me down onto her body.

My Uncut Hindu Prick plunged deep into her mouth and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt moaned her need as she suckled gently on it before I ripped it from her mouth and fastened my mouth over her right nipple.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt let out a small scream of pleasure as she felt my mouth hot and wet on her nipple.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had never experienced anything like This and the sensations flooding her body as my lips, Uncut Hindu Prick and teeth played with her swollen, tender nipple were almost too much to bear.

Each time I gently bit her nipple Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt screamed out and felt her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt spasm and gush.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was so wet that the comforter beneath her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass was soaked with her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān vaginal juices.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s Abbū’s best friend bit and sucked and licked at Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s nipple, marvelling in my mind at her reactions.

I took pleasure in her lack of restraint, how Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was not afraid to show her enjoyment.

Her moans and movements drove me to bite just a little harder and I noted how the harder I bit the more Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt seemed to enjoy it.

I longed to touch her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, wanted to lick her there, wanted to penis her slick folds, wanted to impale her with my Uncut Hindu Cock.

I wanted to be savage, wanted to take her rough and hard.

But I couldn’t.

Not the first time.

I resolved that the next time I be with Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt I was going to show her just how pleasurable Hindu rough sex could be.

I could hear Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s moans, could smell her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt and could feel her nipple in my mouth and her body writhing beneath me.

For just a moment, I paused, marveling that just two hours ago, this was something I might have dreamt of but never really thought would happen.

I remembered how just two hours ago my precious darling had come to me and taken my Uncut Hindu Cock into her mouth and sucked me until I exploded.

I thought back to just a few minutes ago when extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl had stripped for me after I accidentally witnessed her bring herself to orgasm.

And now, now, I was seconds from sliding my hard Uncut Hindu Cock into her hot, sweet Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān box.

The very thought of fucking Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was enough to tighten my balls and bring me to the edge of orgasm.

I fought myself, determined to take time, determined to pleasure Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, to bring her to orgasm before allowing my own release.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt groaned loudly as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt me remove my mouth from her nipple.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt pulled hard on my back, trying to bring me down to her nipple again, but my superior Hindu strength won out and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt me slip from her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān embrace.

For a moment Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt lay shuddering and then Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt leapt with a scream as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt my Uncut Hindu Prick sliding up her wet Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān folds.

My Uncut Hindu Prick buried between her soaked thighs as he fucked Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.

My Uncut Hindu Prick slid up and down her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Slit three times before the tip of my Uncut Hindu Prick teased and tickled her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty.

The little nub went on swelling and growing as I teased and fucked her.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt pushed her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy upwards, towards my Uncut Hindu Penis, moaning as my Uncut Hindu Prick worked its way down her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Slit once more towards her opening.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was so aroused, so excited that Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was almost out of her mind.

The pleasure I was giving her was driving her crazy.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt was flowing steadily as I circled her sweet 19 years old, young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lovehole with the tip of my extremely experienced, 61 years old, Uncut Hindu Prick.

Chapter 27

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5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1