The Extent:7
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Chapter 7
A Fantasy Or
Svarūpé Avasthānam?
Dr. Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ smiled at me.
“Well well well, my old patient has called me once more as a doctor.”
“Not for me, Sālī. Tell me something about sleepwalking if you know.”
“If I know? What do you mean? I am a doctor.”
“Sex therapist.”
“Who is sleepwalking?”
“No one. One of my friends pretended that he sleepwalks.”
“And you want your friend not to be caught?”
“More. You have to accompany me to his house.”
“No problem. But what have I to do there?”
“Nothing, till I don’t tell you to do anything.”
“Okay.”
Dr. Jalāluddīn Ibrāhīm Sheikħ smiled.
“Am I really needed there?”
“Well, you are an ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān. Yet you are one of the chief architects of Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club. Shankar Mahāpralayankar wants to meet you.” his extremely beautiful Lebanese Årab Musalmān wife, Dr. Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ, smiled at him.
“Shankar Mahāpralayankar?”Dr. Jalāluddīn Ibrāhīm Sheikħ was quite surprised.
“He wants to talk you about your new purchase of the abandoned island.”
“Not for repurchasing it from me, I hope. I’m only the dummy purchaser.”
“Jalāl!”Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ interrupted.
“The real purchasers are Islamic Countries, Farīdah. Why don’t you believe me?”
“You earned that money.”
“Not alone.”
“Yes, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was your partner. But—”
“It all was planned by Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan herself. She asked me only to help her.”
“Why do you always help the Musalmān Beauties to get Hindu lovers for them?”
Dr. Jalāluddīn Ibrāhīm Sheikħ was suddenly serious.
He looked at his Lebanese Årab Musalmān wife gravely.
“I’m a Cuckold Musalmān Husband, Farīdah.”
“Yes, I know.” Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ looked at me, then at his Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Husband, “You never touched me even after we married. You helped me to get Durgesh for my extramarital affair with him. And you yourself suggested and insisted that you want to clean my sexual organs after I have sex with Durgesh, with your tongue.”
Dr. Jalāluddīn Ibrāhīm Sheikħ watched his wife gravely.
“I’m not alone, Farīdah.”
“Yes. You told me that. But—”
“But you never believed me.”
“Jalāl!”
“You think it quite impossible what I say. Don’t you?”
“Jalāl!”Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ looked at her legal Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Husband, “The Saůūdī Årab Sheikħs have their different reputation.”
“They are cuckolds, I say.”
“All of them?”
“All of them. If not, at least most of them.”
“How do you know?”
“Because they are the real architects of Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club. They are the real purchasers of that abandoned island. I’m only their representative, their agent.”
“I—”Dr. Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ was dumbfounded for a moment, “I can’t even try to believe you, Jalāl!”
Muħammad Åbdullah’s chest rose and sank.
For a second or two, Muħammad Åbdullah was the only person breathing.
His lips parted to eat or drink, occasionally to talk, but never to smile.
Muħammad Åbdullah was angry.
It was, however, as usual.
The royal Sheikħs present there, believed that Muħammad Åbdullah even slept in hostility.
But, would Muħammad Åbdullah now curse, threaten, throw things, or simply boil under the surface?
Allah!
Yā Allaaaaah!
The man was simply dangerous outright.
Allah målūm how did he manage to get their videos forcing their Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Årab Musalmān wives to seduce and have sex with Durgesh and conspiring against them, in this way.
They were even watching and enjoying it very much in those videos.
The wretched man has complete videos of them how their Panjvaqtah Namāzī Årab Musalmān wives cuckolded them to Durgesh and even to other Hindus.
What would he do?
They never knew with Muħammad Åbdullah.
The man is even shrewd enough to have Durgesh on his side.
His entire extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān houseladies have sex with Durgesh, including even his Ammī, Al Saiyadah Al Āmnah.
Durgesh thinks Muħammad Åbdullah is his ever best friend.
Muħammad Åbdullah is successfully fooling even Durgesh now.
Muħammad Åbdullah stopped at the edge of the royal table between two old royal Sheikħs.
They were the senior partners.
They were the members of the group of the multinational companies.
They were not Saůūdī Årab both.
One of them was Saůūdī Årab and represented Al Saåūd royal family.
The second represented Iraq.
Well, Muħammad Åbdullah was actually also one of them.
So, he had every right to growl and bark in their hallways for a month now.
Being even elders and seniors to Muħammad Åbdullah, neither of them dared not to look at him.
“What number?” Muħammad Åbdullah asked of Al Abu Bakr.
“Fifty nine.” Al Abu Bakr answered quickly, anxious to please Muħammad Åbdullah.
“Go back to fifty five.”Muħammad Åbdullah demanded.
Al Abu Bakr flicked rapidly until the face of Dr. Jalāluddīn Ibrāhīm Sheikħ was once again on the wall.
Paperwork ruffled around the table.
“What do you know?”Muħammad Åbdullah asked.
“The same.” Al Abu Bakr tried to meet Muħammad Åbdullah’s eyes.
After all, Muħammad Åbdullah was only representing his Ammī, Al Saiyadah Al Āmnah.
But under the pressure of Muħammad Åbdullah’s very eyes, Al Abu Bakr was almost immediately looking away.
The beast had the videos of not only his wives but also of his entire houseladies.
And Al Abu Bakr was licking their sexual organs after I had sex with them.
Even Al Abu Bakr’s daughters and daughters in law were in them.
Allah!
The beast has him completely in his control.
He has to go ahead and finance the Hindu lund Musalmān Choot Islands.
Why could he not control himself?
He failed to be one of the muttaqīn.
In Al Qur’an Al Kareem, 9th Sūrat, Sūrat At-Tawbah, Āyat-e-Karīmah 4, Allah Subħān wa Tålā has stated:
‘Innallāh yuħibbul muttaqīn.’
‘Indeed, Allah loves the persons who control themselves.’
Well, he, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, could not control himself.
He is lånat ålayhi.
Allah wouldn’t love him.
He has expressly declared:
‘Innallāh yuħibbul muttaqīn.’
‘Indeed, Allah loves the persons who control themselves.’
—Al Qur’ān Al Karīm: 9 At-Tawbah: 4
Even in the very first Sūrat of Al Qur’an Al Kareem Allah Raħmānirraħīm has instructed His Musalmīn:
Sirātallazīn anåmt ålayhim ghairil maghazūbi ålayhim walazzvallīn.’
‘Guide us to the immortal path.
The path of those You have bestowed favor upon, not of those who have evoked anger or of those who are astray.’
—Al Qur’an Al Kareem: 1 Sūrat Al Fātiħā: 6-7
Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr is maghazūbi ålayhi.
He has evoked the anger of Allah Rabbil åālmīn.
Now he is one of ‘azzvallīn’ ‘astrays’.
He can’t win Muħammad Åbdullah anymore.
Allah Raħmānirraħīm is not with him now.
He is with Muħammad Åbdullah.
Muħammad Åbdullah repeated what Al Abu Bakr said sarcastically.
“The same? That’s just great. Out of two hundred, how many of them are still mysterious?”
“Ten.”
“All Musalmān Beauties?”
“No these are males.”
“And how many Musalmān Beauties are still mysterious? May I ask the great Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr?”
“Twenty five.”
“Subħān Allah. Måshā Allah. So we still have thirty five mysterious personalities?” Muħammad Åbdullah snorted and shook his head slowly.
Everyone waited for his eruptions.
It was naturally expected from him.
It was his characteristic when he talked with Årab Sheikħs.
The everywhere aggressive Årab Sheikħs were reduced to almost always defensive rats in front of Muħammad Åbdullah.
They could not even kill him.
He was very very much popular in ever horniest Hindus and equally, rather more horniest Musalmān Beauties.
More horniest than even the horniest Hindus.
It was to their greatest relief that, Muħammad Åbdullah, instead, stroked his gray beard, played with it thoughtfully, looked at Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr and allowed the severity of the moment filter in.
Then he did not say.
He commanded.
“You’ll work whole night. Your daily routine must be met with within four hours, including your sleep. Haven’t all of your idiosyncrasies already slept too much?”
All the Årab Sheikħs were furious and wanted Muħammad Åbdullah to show his place.
But they knew it would be as disastrous to them as were never before.
With obvious efforts, the Årab Sheikħs controlled themselves and nodded.
“I want all of your idiosyncrasies here at 10.00 AM sharp again.”Muħammad Åbdullah said with cold finality, and marched out of the room.
The door slammed.
The air lightened considerably.
Then, in unison, all the “powerful”, all the “mighty” Årab Sheikħs, with their present efficient leader Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, glanced at their watches.
“Allah. The devil himself.” Al Abu Bakr gritted his teeth, “Now I understand how Ħazrat Siddīq-e-Åāzamrzu should had felt when he found Ħuzūrs were no more there with himrzu.”
They had just been ordered to spend almost all the next two days, two nights and five hours more here.
And all this time, they had to look at the enlarged photos of faces they are tired of watching, memorizing names and birthdates, and vital stats even, of two hundred people.
And there wasn’t any doubt anywhere in the room that they all would do exactly what they had been told to do.
Not even the slightest.
Muħammad Åbdullah was dangerous beyond their capacity.
Even though Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr was now 19, Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr remembered, when Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr was younger, I would take her and her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, to the circus.
Her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, said that Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr could only have one treat.
Once her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, went to the bathroom, Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr pulled the “pleeeeze Durgesh” routine and I always gave in.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr guessed I felt because I was not her real daddy but her step-daddy that I had to do more to get her to love me.
That wasn’t so.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr loved me more than anything.
I was the one who raised Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr when her real Abbū, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, would have nothing to do with Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr.
It was really his loss.
Her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, met and started her live in relationship with me.
I loved Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr and that was all Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr needed.
Even though I was her step-daddy, Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr never introduced me as that.
When her friends would come over, Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr would say “meet my dad” because to Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr that was exactly what I was.
I loved Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr and she knew that if Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr pouted just right, I was putty in her hands.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr thought that she had become closer to me than was her own Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, to her.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr never thought that her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, was a bad Ammī.
She loved Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr and worked to give her anything and everything Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr wanted.
There was nothing Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr can even mention wanting that she didn’t go get an extra job to get for her.
Saying that, the only thing that bothered Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr was the way she treated me.
She was much younger than me and used that to tease me.
She loved to be wanted.
She paid special attention to other women in front of me, letting me know how “wanted” she was.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr knew she would never do anything with them.
She wouldn’t because she was a prude.
It made Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr so angry to hear me demanding her for sex night after night.
Although I was older, my libido was apparently out of control.
Her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, was like me with the fact that she can’t whimper.
Everything she said to me in our bedroom came across loud and clear in her bedroom.
The more Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr listened, the more she felt bad for me.
The more Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr listened, the more Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr wanted me.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr wanted to make things better for me the way I had always done for her.
I was quite the man.
I ran every day and kept myself in excellent shape.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr had even noticed her friends checking me out.
Once again, Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr lay here attempting to get some sleep, but Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr was unable to, because Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr was listening to her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, and me.
Her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, was being her typical self and refusing to give me any sex.
“I’m not interested in savage sex any more, Durgesh. I was also an animal once, I do accept it. But I’ve evolved now.”Zaynab bint Åāmir smiled at me.
“Sex is not immaterial with the further evolution of a person, Zaynab bint Åāmir.”I also smiled at her, “It’s not true that sex is an animal need.”
“That’s what you say.”
“Please Durgesh. I accept once I was even sexier than you. I wanted sex from you even more than you wanted from me. I left Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr because he could not, and did not, want to provide enough sex to me that I needed.”
“So you want to go back to Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr now? Is that it, Zaynab bint Åāmir?”
“No. Don’t get me wrong. Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr has his other shortcomings too.”
“Oh.”
“I want to ask you one question, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt!”
“Yes?”I smiled at Zaynab bint Åāmir patiently.
“Doesn’t your wife, Saiyadah Fātimah PhD, love you?”
“I never said she doesn’t. On the quite contrary, her love to me is absolutely exclusive.”
“And you are even proud of that?”
“Why shouldn’t I?”
“And still you fuck almost infinite of us Musalmān Beauties as savagely as no other man can even dream?”
“Because I need it. And NOT infinite of you Musalmān Beauties. It’s impossible.”
“Impossible? Why? Don’t you claim your infinite etheric bodies are being projected now?”
“No. Never.”
“What?”Zaynab bint Åāmir smiled at me sarcastically, “You never claim that your infinite etheric bodies are being projected now?”
“Never. I only doubt that such is the case.”I smiled at Zaynab bint Åāmir patiently.
Zaynab bint Åāmir was still nude.
She was still lying on her back.
Her enormously attractive nude Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān legs were still on my nude shoulders.
I was still atop Zaynab bint Åāmir between her legs.
My legendary unique Uncut Hindu Prick was still buried deepest into Zaynab bint Åāmir’s still grateful, still indebted, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
I was still fucking Zaynab bint Åāmir to my heart’s content savagely.
Zaynab bint Åāmir forgot she was now protesting it.
Zaynab bint Åāmir was behaving with me now somewhat patronizingly.
“You mean you doubt that now, when you are still fucking me, you are fucking almost infinite of us Musalmān Beauties too?”
“Yes, it’s my doubt. It’s not my claim.”
“You are self hypnotizing yourself, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!”
“Yes. You are right. That’s a strong possibility.”
“You fantasize you are an imaginary Param Purush, the Absolute Man that lives not on oxygen, on nonstop, ever unbroken, sexual intercourses, with entire Musalmān Beauties in the infinite creations that ever existed, now exist and will exist ever in infinite future. Don’t you?”
“Yes. But I never fantasize it. I know it.”
“Nonsense.”
“Yes. To you.”
“To me. And to everyone else too who is sane and want to remain sane.”
“I never asked anyone to believe it.”
“But you yourself do believe it. Don’t you?”
“I don’t only believe it. I know it.”
Zaynab bint Åāmir laughed.
“Either you are an ever incurable liar, or you’ve self hypnotized yourself to the incredulous extent.”
“Even if it is so, what is harmful in it to anyone? Can you tell me?” I smiled at Zaynab bint Åāmir still patiently immensely.
“That’s the beauty of this fantasy. It isn’t harmful to anyone.”
“So?”
“It’s harmful to yourself.”
“How?”
“You may think it’s true.”
“May? I may? I know it’s true.”
“What an infinite dirty and ever nasty mind you have, Durgesh.”
“Have I harmed anyone ever with it?”
“No. Never. I do agree. But it is harmful to yourself, you don’t know.”
I smiled.
“How, my darling?”
It broke Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr’s heart to hear me arguing with her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, like that.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr heard her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, finally got up.
And she went to the living room to sleep on the couch, to avoid anymore sex with me.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr had had enough.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr refused to let her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, treat me like this anymore.
When Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr heard her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, settle on to the couch and turn the TV on, Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr decided that now it was her time.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr quietly sneaked into our bedroom and touched me.
“Durgesh, I had a nightmare” Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr whimpered to me.
“Your Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, is in the living room” I whimpered quietly, turning to try and focus on Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr.
“Can I sleep in your bed, with you, Durgesh?” Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr leaned closer to me, letting her nightgown covered breasts to run across my arms.
I patted the bed beside me.
That was only what Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr needed.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr quickly climbed in.
As we lay in the bed, Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr couldn’t help but think of the conversation between me and her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, earlier.
Me demanding her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, for more sex.
Her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, refusing me, just like she did, as often as she could.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr snuggled up to me as close as Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr could get.
I really enjoyed her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Saůūdī Årab extremely beautiful Wahābī Musalmān body pressed to me.
Since Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr always had been and was now a college cheerleader, her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Saůūdī Årab extremely beautiful Wahābī Musalmān body was in excellent shape.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr knew it was much better than even her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir’s.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr kissed me on the cheek and told me how much she appreciated me being her knight in shining armor.
Although it was dark, Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr could feel me smile as I said,
“That was my job, baby.”
As we drifted off to sleep, I felt Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr’s hands begin to roam my Hindu male body.
She wanted to give me the attention of a woman, I needed then very much.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr knew I was hyper sexual.
Even her own beautiful girlfriends had taken benefit of it and had themselves fucked me very much.
“Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr, your new Hindu father can’t live without fucking us Musalmān Beauties. Sex is not his need. Sex is his very life.”
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr had smiled.
“Hey, you enjoy my Hindu dad?”
“Very much. He is the ever best.”
I wanted a woman to make me feel complete always.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr just assumed that since we had been living in live in relationship now for 17 years, we had grown apart.
It was not true.
But it was what Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr thought and believed to be true.
I still wanted her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, more.
She was still such a burning Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Beauty.
But her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, wanted now exactly nothing from me, but only the security of our Live in relationship.
She was more interested now in Islam than in sex.
She said it was the way it was in her family.
Sex was a chore.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr was not nearly as experienced as her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir was, but Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr knew that sex was wonderful.
Sex was not a chore.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr decided that it was time to give me what I deserved.
The female companionship I desired.
The loving relationship I craved.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr continued her sweet caresses.
I felt my Uncut Hindu Cock harden against her leg.
It was time.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr reached closer and kissed me.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr didn’t kiss me like we kissed when I dropped her off for school.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr kissed me like a young grown up adult Musalmān Beauty.
Needless to say, I was a bit stunned and said,
“Baby, we shouldn’t, I wouldn’t want you to hate me.”
But Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr again kissed me as passionately as Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr could.
Her kiss let me know that Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr could never hate me.
She kissed me fanatically for what felt like an eternity.
Moreover, Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr began to explore my body using her hands.
Well, I knew now that I couldn’t, and shouldn’t, refuse to her.
She was excited and wanted sex very much.
Even the hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr was not my half daughter anymore.
She was a fully grown up adult young Musalmān Beauty of twenty eight years.
Capable fully to take her decisions herself.
She hadn’t approached me tonight as my half daughter.
She had approached me now as an adult young woman in need of not my preaching, but my adult Hindu love instead I was legendary for.
Yes, I am sixty two.
Yes, Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr is twenty eight only.
But she had refused to admit any importance of our age difference.
What can I do now?
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr was already playing with my Uncut Hindu Cock now.
We continued kissing with a passion that had been brewing for years.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr whimpered to me,
“Durgesh, I want you to make love to me, the way you want to make love to my Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir.”
I kissed each her cheek and told her how much I would love that.
No preaching now, I told myself strictly.
No preaching now.
Yet, I really wanted to make sure Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr was really serious.
“Tell me again, baby!”
“Fuck me Durgesh! Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!!” Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr whimpered.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr had been snooping around her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, and my room long enough to know that I liked it a bit rough and raw.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr was in to bondage and discipline and she had even read most of my books and stories about sex too.
Those words were all it took and I was ultimately quick to oblige.
I practically tore her nightgown off, nibbling on her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Saůūdī Årab extremely beautiful Wahābī Musalmān body as I did.
Something about my kisses to Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr caused her to orgasm, before I even entered her.
Sure, Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr had masturbated to this scene on several occasions, but to have my warm Hindu lips on her, was more than Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr could take.
I quickly spread her legs and forced my Uncut Hindu Cock into her young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr loved the feel as I stretched her, while fucking Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr.
“Damn baby, Your Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, never let me just take control of her and if I tried, she would tell me not to rape her.”
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr pulled me close to her.
“Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr promises to give you everything that her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir, won’t. Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr wants you to think of me each time you get in the bed with her Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir. Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr wants you to taste me when you kiss her, now fuck me hard Durgesh. My friends say you are the best. How unlucky I am not to get you inside me before. I’ve wasted ten grand years of my life. But not now even a single moment. Just fuck me as savagely as you can. I want it. I need it.”
And I fucked Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr, perhaps even more savagely than I wanted to fuck her equally beautiful Ammī, Zaynab bint Åāmir.
I fucked Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr whole night, nonstop, in various sex positions.
She was very grateful to me.
Ultimately, my grunting got louder as I approached to orgasm.
I bit on her nipple and Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr was pushed over the edge.
Her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Saůūdī Årab extremely beautiful Wahābī Musalmān body convulsed with a wild orgasm as she screamed and I spewed my Hindu semen into her hungry Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
We took a moment to catch our breath as I lay on top of Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr, my Uncut Hindu Cock still filling her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
I kissed Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr tenderly.
“I love you baby, I am thrilled that you gave me the gift you did. I will always treasure you.”
Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr let me know that “I better” and that Åāýéshah Al Abu Bakr fully expected me to come into her room and make love to her anytime I wanted.
She told me to expect more “nightmares from her as tonight it was.”
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1. Bahoo Bégum
3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend
4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service
5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1
6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2
7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3
8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5
10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
15. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–11
16. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–12
17. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–13
18. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–14
19. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–15
20. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–16
21. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–17
22. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–18
23. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–19
24. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–20
25. A deserving unfaithfulness
26. A deserving unfaithfulness-2
29. A secret Smile
31. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
33. The three pregnants-1
34. The three pregnants-2
35. In the Moonlight
36. Sālī, Ammījān!
37. Now entirely secured and safe
39. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
40. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
47. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
49. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
50. Hell, I revolt
53. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1
54. Making love and understanding everything
55. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh
56. After the death of my husband
58. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now
59. The most memorable Eidī of her life
60. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared
61. You are the best. You don’t know
62. I’m not defeated even yet-1
63. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife
65. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
68. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
70. I live with him
72. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1
73. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2
74. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3
75. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4
76. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives
77. It all happened just naturally-1
78. It all happened just naturally-2
79. Under Open Sky
75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1
76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2
77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3
78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4
79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5
80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6
81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7
82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8
83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9
84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10
85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11
86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12
87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13
88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14
89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15
93. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour
94. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest
98. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged
99. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
100. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession
101. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued
102. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued
103. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession
104. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More
105. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
106. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
107. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
108. Ahl-Al Bayt 16
109. Ahl-Al Bayt 17
110. Ahl-Al Bayt 18
111.Ahl-Al Bayt 19
112. Ahl-Al Bayt 20
113. Ahl-Al Bayt 21
114. Ahl-Al Bayt 22
115. Ahl-Al Bayt 23
116. Ahl-Al Bayt 24
117. Ahl-Al Bayt 25
118. Ahl-Al Bayt 26
119. Ahl-Al Bayt 27
120. Ahl-Al Bayt 28
121. Ahl-Al Bayt 29
122. Ahl-Al Bayt 30
123. The everincreasing infinite lust
124. The women in my life
125. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise
130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1
131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2
132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3
133. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4
134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5
135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1
136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2
137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3
138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4
139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5
140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6
141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7
142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8
143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9
145. She protested
146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach
147. The threesome
148. You’ve proved your titles true
149. The Chairman: 1
150. The Chairman: 2
151. The Chairman: 3
152. The Chairman: 4
153. The Chairman: 5
154. An Underworld Don: 1
155. An Underworld Don: 2
156. An Underworld Don: 3
157. An Underworld Don: 4
158. An Underworld Don: 5
159. An Underworld Don: 6
160. An Underworld Don: 7
161. An Underworld Don: 8
162. An Underworld Don: 9
163. An Underworld Don: 10
164. Age no bar: 1
165. Age no bar: 2
175. Her Ultimate Decision : 3
175. The Extent: 1
176. The Extent: 2
177. The Extent: 3
178. The Extent: 4
179. The Extent: 5
180. The Extent: 6
181. The Extent: 7
182. The Extent: 8
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1
10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2
11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1
12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2
13. Eidul Fitr-1
14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!
15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
21. Majājī Kħudā: 1
22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
23. Majājī Kħudā:3
24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1
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More Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1
2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2
3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3
4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4
5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5
6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6
7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7
8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8
9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9
10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10
11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11
12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12
13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13
14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1
15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2
16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3
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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:
1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2
3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3
7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4
8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5
9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6
10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7
11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8
12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9
13. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6
14. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20
15. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46
16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2
19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
20. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 26| Mantr 2
21. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
22. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
23. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
24. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
25. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
26. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5
27. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
28. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42
29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1
30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2
31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3
32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4
33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1
34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4
35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3
36. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 31| Mantr 18
37. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr2
38. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8
39. Saamved: Mantr 1
41. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1
42. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10
43. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik
44. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3
46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4
47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6
48. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6
49. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7
50. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8
51. Atharv Ved: Kaand 4| Sookt 13| Mantr 1
52. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6
53. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 4| Mantr 22
54. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
55. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
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