The Punishment to my enemy:6Posted: March 20, 2010
The Punishment to my enemy
An unwanted affair
Ammījān and her son 3
His movements were slow at first probably because of our awkward position, but he soon found his rhythm and began fucking me harder and faster.
I could feel his gigantic Uncut Hindu Prick fucking deeper and deeper into my dripping Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt hole. With every Hindu stroke, it was driving me nuts.
I clasped my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān thighs tightly around his Hindu waist and tried to wiggle my hips, trying to get his raging Uncut Hindu Cock even deeper into my willing Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
His face was buried in my tits. His lips were mercilessly kneading my soft flesh.
Durgesh was groaning loudly with lust,
” Suraiyah Jamāl… what a Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.” He was out of breath with exertion.
He pounded my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy relentlessly.
His lewd words worked to aggravate my longing for his ferocious Uncut Hindu Cock .
I began working my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt muscles over his Uncut Hindu Cock .
I tried to hold his Uncut Hindu Cock tightly inside by squeezing my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt muscles.
Durgesh moaned with pleasure.
Both of us had completely forgotten the water that was continuously falling over our burning bodies.
My Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy was dripping profusely under his onslaught.
Over and over, Durgesh fucked his mammoth Uncut Hindu Cock deep into my wet slick Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.
I couldn’t take it anymore.
My orgasm hit me like a flash of lightening.
“Aahhhhhhhhhhh…” I moaned shamelessly, completely oblivious to the fact that I was actually coming while fucking my father-in-law.
I enjoyed my orgasm with wild abandon.
Durgesh sensed my orgasm.
He began pumping my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy even harder.
“I’m coming… Suraiyah Jamāl… its coming.” Durgesh moaned and fucked his Uncut Hindu Cock all the way into my ravenous Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
He cried loudly as his Uncut Hindu Cock began shooting inside me.
Slowly, the throbbing subsided and his Uncut Hindu Cock began to soften inside me.
My legs were still clenching to his waist.
He rested his face over my tits, desperately trying to control his erratic breathing.
We remained there in that position, trying to catch our breaths.
Then I lowered my leg on the floor.
He got up.
His limp Uncut Hindu Cock slipped out of me.
His Hindu cum oozed out of my freshly fucked Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy , dribbling along the crack of my ass, mixed with the water pouring from the shower.
The water helped in rinsing a part of our fuck juices from our bodies.
Durgesh gave me a satisfied grin,
“Eīshān Param Brahm Parmātmā knows Suraiyah Jamāl,” He smiled. “I never fucked a Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt like yours, for quite a long time, darling!”
After so recklessly enjoying a mind blowing fuck with my father-in-law, I suddenly found myself turning red with shame and embarrassment.
Father-in-law helped me in washing my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
He took his time in working his Uncut Hindu Penis up my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and cleansed every drop of cum deposited.
Still, he was not satisfied.
We showered together and only then, he relented and released me.
I hurriedly fled to my room, naked, leaving my drenched clothes lying on the bathroom floor.
I closed the doors from the inside and grabbed a towel.
I looked at my naked reflection in the mirror.
I found myself turning crimson.
I had cheated on my loving Musalmān husband.
I wasn’t fully responsible for the last day’s incident.
However, I couldn’t deny that I had seen it coming, yet didn’t do much to stop it.
Perhaps I should have informed Muħammad Ålī about his father’s overtures much earlier.
Now, it was too late.
The thin line separating my relationship with my father-in-law had been crossed.
The truth was that I had enjoyed it; in fact, I rather waited for it to happen today.
By succumbing to the temptation, I had lost any moral ground that I had before starting my lustful relation with my Hindu father-in-law.
I saw my daughter stirring in her bed. Afraid that she would wake up at any Moment, I dropped the towel, and hurriedly took a new pair of bra and panties from the dresser and slipped them on my body.
I was about to put my salwar and kurta on when there was a knock at the door.
“Who’s there?” Although, I knew who it was.
“Suraiyah Jamāl… open the door,” The horny old Hindu man was again back, “want to show you something.”
“Not yet.” I replied, again feeling a sudden rush of excitement running through my body. “I’m still undressed.”
Immediately, his lecherous laughter resonated from the other side of door,
“Still have something to hide? Please open… I’ve got something for you.”
I thought for a Moment, and then opened the door.
Father-in-law stepped inside.
He was in his usual dress; his upper body bare and a tahmed carelessly wrapped around his waist that did nothing to hide the bulge in front of his crotch. When he saw me standing in only in a bra and panties, his eyes opened wide in admiration, “It’s for you.” He gave me a lewd grin. He brought his hand from behind his back and presented me with a box.
I reached out and took the box in my hand.
I lifted the lid and slowly opened the box.
Nestled in the blue velvety cloth was a beautiful pearl necklace.
He removed it from the box and held it up.
“It’s for you.” He whispered.
“No… I can’t take it.” I refused. “What am I gonna tell Muħammad Ålī.”
“Don’t worry about him.” He handed me the necklace, “Just give him any Cock and bull story… he’ll believe it.”
Durgesh moved behind me, took the necklace from me and slipped it around my neck.
Then he took me in front of the mirror,
“Suraiyah Jamāl… you’re gorgeous.” He spoke as he slipped his arms around my waist.
I felt his Hindu hardness pressing into my back.
His Hindu hand slipped inside my panties, and his hand touched my juicy, swollen Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt lips and quickly found my clit.
Durgesh began to rub my tiny love-button.
“No… please stop… not anymore.” I resisted, but he didn’t listen to me.
In a flash, he slipped my panties off my legs.
Then he unhooked my bra and dropped it on the floor.
A pair of Hindu hands was working over her hairy Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy from behind.
I had never been in such a position.
I felt his Uncut Hindu Cock poking into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass cheeks. Then I realized that father-in-law had already dropped his tahmed, and he was standing completely naked behind me. Durgesh grabbed me from behind and forced me to bend forward.
“No… not.” I tried to stop him, “What’re you doing?”
Durgesh didn’t listen and pushed me.
I bent forward and grabbed the edge of the dressing table.
Durgesh positioned himself behind me.
I held my breath as his mammoth Hindu manhood touched my glistening Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
Durgesh took the Uncut Hindu Cock tip between his thumb and index finger and planted the tip at the opening of my scorching Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.
I was never fucked from behind before.
Although, Muħammad Ålī and I were aware about many positions of fucking, but we had never given it a try.
It was mostly done in missionary position.
Muħammad Ålī never liked to experiment; and I was too prudish to ask for any such thing.
I waited with bated breath.
“Sorry Suraiyah Jamāl… can’t stop now.” I felt his Uncut Hindu Cock head gently opening my inflamed Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt lips.
His Uncut Hindu Cock began its journey into my already creaming Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
In one stroke, it was completely buried into me.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh…” Father-in-law cried in excitement as his Uncut Hindu Cock plunged into my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
Durgesh began fucking me vigorously.
I waited for a Moment and then began responding to his Hindu strokes.
Durgesh fucked me harder and faster.
I was surprised at his Hindu energy. Only fifteen minutes ago, he had fucked me in the shower, and now his Uncut Hindu Cock was again buried inside from behind and he was pumping my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy like a madman.
I could never recall being fucked by Muħammad Ålī twice in one day.
Probably during the initial years of our marriage, he had fucked me more than once but such occasions were very rare.
I had a sense of exhilaration for being such a turn on for Durgesh.
His Uncut Hindu Cock was moving in and out of my ravenous Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt like a piston.
I began to squirm.
Her face contorted with lust; she was groaning, moaning, begging the old Hindu man to pump her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy harder and harder.
It was entirely a different woman.
Durgesh was groaning with effort.
His Hindu movements were increasing with every passing second.
My whole body reveled with the exquisite feeling.
“Aarhhhhhhhhhhhh…” He moaned loudly as he plunged his Hindu hard on into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
His Uncut Hindu Cock exploded like a massive volcano, releasing a big load of thick fresh Hindu cum deep inside my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
I felt his jerking within the velvety folds of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and releasing gob after gob of fresh Hindu cum.
My Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy twitched violently around his Uncut Hindu Cock.
I forcibly squeezed my thighs trying to milk his shooting Uncut Hindu Cock.
His Uncut Hindu Cock jerked inside me for the final time, and then his ejaculation stopped.
He withdrew his slick Uncut Hindu Cock out of my Hindu cum filled Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
Durgesh slumped over my back, breathing heavily.
I felt his Hindu cum oozing out of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and slowly trickling along my inner thighs.
I got up and turned to face him.
I looked at his cum soaked Uncut Hindu Cock that was fast shrinking in size.
He gave me an exultant look.
Lovingly, he put his head over my dripping Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and gently ran his fingers over my slit.
I closed my eyes and reveled in a wanton abandon.
“Suraiyah Jamāl…” Durgesh spoke.
I opened my eyes.
“You should take care of yourself.” He pointed toward my hairy underarms, “Go to a parlor and get this removed.” He gave me warm smile, and went out of the room, gently closing the door behind him.
I staggered to my bed and collapsed over it.
I got back to my senses only when my one year old daughter woke up and began crying.
I suddenly felt ashamed of my nakedness in front of my toddler.
That afternoon, I visited a beauty salon to get a complete makeover.
We never know what life has in store for us. We start doing something that we don’t enjoy, but end up liking it. Something similar happened to me. My amorous relationship with my father-in-law started as a non-consensual one. I hated my father-in-law for taking advantage of my vulnerability. He threatened me and then fucked me against my will. However, once I took his Uncut Hindu Cock into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy , I forgot everything.
It was a strange kind of love-hate relationship. I still hated him secretly for what he did to me, yet I longed to feel his Uncut Hindu Cock fucking into my horny Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.
There were brief spells of righteousness, when I thought that I should stop screwing Durgesh.
But they were short-lived.
Durgesh successfully thwarted any such attempt.
Durgesh cajoled me, brought me new gifts and if that didn’t work then he threatened me; he did everything to get inside my panties.
And he succeeded every time.
I was aware that I had been cheating on my faithful Musalmān husband.
It always kept nagging in the back of my head.
In Moments of solitude, I always felt overwhelmed by a deep sense of remorse.
Yet, I couldn’t resist the carnal pleasure that I enjoyed in the company of Durgesh.
After many years of marriage, I began caring for my looks.
I started dressing nicely, and enjoying the frequent gifts Durgesh had been bestowing upon me.
I was sure Muħammad Ålī must have noticed those changes.
He appeared surprised at times, but he never mentioned it.
Durgesh was an extremely horny old stud.
He fucked me everywhere in the house; on his bed, on my bed, on the dining table, in the shower, even in the open courtyard.
I can’t recall if there were anywhere left in the house where we didn’t fuck.
Once I lost my reservations, I began to explore every facet of lovemaking with Durgesh.
I did many things with him which I could never have dreamt of doing with Muħammad Ålī.
I began watching porn movies with Durgesh.
I found it repulsive initially, but later I started enjoying it.
Often, when we were alone at home, we watched movies together.
Then he would fuck me in the various styles shown in the movies.
I loved the way he kissed my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
Durgesh was an ardent Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt kisser.
Every time he went down on me, he drove me crazy with pleasure.
One day, he asked me to suck his Uncut Hindu Cock.
I was reluctant at first.
After some coercion, I agreed with a condition that he would not cum in my mouth.
He kept his promise but when he was about to shoot, I invited him to shoot into my mouth, changing my mind suddenly.
I found it highly erotic.
Slowly, I began enjoying taking his Uncut Hindu Cock in my mouth and sucking him hard.
I was also aware that it would be very difficult to keep our relationship secret for a very long time.
One day Muħammad Ålī would come to learn about it.
And it finally happened.
It was an early October cool morning.
My affair with Durgesh had already entered its third month.
The housemaid finished her daily chores; I quickly walked her to the door.
I had already fed Shama, and she was fast asleep.
As I locked the front door, Durgesh was already behind me clad in only his trademark tahmed.
He grabbed me.
By the time we reached my bedroom, I was completely naked.
My clothes were lying carelessly in the corridor from the front door, all the way to my room.
Durgesh pushed me onto the bed.
He undid his tahmed and dropped it on the floor.
He hurriedly got between my legs.
In a Moment, he was between my legs, with his face first buried between my thighs and then his hungry Uncut Hindu Penis lashing over my already dripping Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.
He fucked my horny Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy to an orgasm.
My body was writhing with lust.
I was dying to feel his massive Uncut Hindu Cock plundering my ravenous Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy, more and more .
He didn’t attempt to slide it inside my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy ; he just continued rubbing it over my slit.
“Fuck me.” I said irritably, gyrating my inflamed Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt lips over his Uncut Hindu Cock head, “Don’t make me wait.”
“Okay.” He leered still running his Uncut Hindu Cock head along my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt slit.
“Please!” I wriggled my ass trying to get his Uncut Hindu Cock inside me.
“Really? You want it?” he teased me.
“Yes, please don’t tease me,” I begged, “fuck me hard.”
“As you wish my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān love, here it comes.” Finally, Durgesh relented and eased the fat head of his Uncut Hindu Cock into the entrance of my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt. He then stopped again!
“Fuck me!” I cried like a slut, lifting my ass off the bed.
Durgesh laughed triumphantly, gripped my trembling legs and lunged.
His Uncut Hindu Cock pierced my spongy Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
“Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!” I moaned as I felt his Uncut Hindu Cock moving deep inside me.
My head snapped back.
I reveled in the feeling of his massive Uncut Hindu Cock resting inside my scalding Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
Father-in-law moved his hips, gently eased his Uncut Hindu Cock from my hungry Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt until only the Uncut Hindu Cock head was still inside.
Then he forced it back into my eager Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy , causing me to moan with ecstasy.
A thundering spasm rippled through my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy each time his Uncut Hindu Cock plunged in. My Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy began dripping profusely with his lustful strokes.
“Like it?” Durgesh asked as he pumped his Uncut Hindu Cock in my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
“Ahh… ahhh… yes… Meri Jān! Mere Hindu Piyā! Durgesh!… yes… aahhh…” I murmured between my moans of ecstasy.
Durgesh drove in his Uncut Hindu Cock with a massive thrust.
“Ahhhhh… ahhhhh!” I wailed in extreme pleasure.
The room was filled with lovely sounds as his Uncut Hindu Cock mercilessly plundered my drooling Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
He had started panting with the effort.
I moaned loudly as my second orgasm hit me like a lightning.
I bucked my hips up to receive his deep Hindu thrusts.
My body went rigid with my orgasm.
Durgesh didn’t stop pumping.
He fucked me even harder.
His Uncut Hindu Cock sloshed into my dripping Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy like a piston, with every in-stroke forcing a fresh spasm of pleasure in my body.
“Ohhhh… it’s coming Suraiyah Jamāl… it’s coming.” Durgesh was fast approaching his own orgasm.
I could sense his Uncut Hindu Cock starting to swell inside me.
His Uncut Hindu Cock jerked inside me releasing a fresh load of his hot Hindu juice.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed his hot Hindu juice flooding my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
A long shrilly sound suddenly filled the silence of the house.
We stopped in stunned silence, completely oblivious of what was happening.
Then he realized it first.
“Shit! Someone’s at the door.” Durgesh exclaimed.
Someone was pressing the doorbell.
Surprisingly calm, Durgesh immediately rolled off me.
His throbbing Uncut Hindu Cock popped out of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
Still squirting, it jerked violently and deposited a few more drop over my dark wet bush.
Durgesh jumped off the bed, grabbed his tahmed from the floor.
“Check who’s there Suraiyah Jamāl.” He whispered and rushed out of my bedroom.
I quickly got off the bed, picked my clothes spread all over the corridor and then quickly dressed.
There was no time to clean my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.
I just pulled my panties on.
I glanced at myself in the mirror to make sure that I looked presentable, and I went over to the front door.
The bell rang again, this time for a much longer duration.
“Who’s there?” I asked trying to control my erratic breathing.
My heart leaped to my throat.
My husband was standing on the other side of the door.
I opened the door immediately.
“Where were you?” He looked at me questioningly.
“I was sleeping.” In my rush, I couldn’t think of a better reply.
“At this hour?” He frowned. “Where’s Dad?”
“Don’t know; might be sleeping as well.”
“Strange… everyone is sleeping.” He babbled to himself; suddenly he stared at me, “What happened to you? You don’t look fine.”
Color drained from my face.
“Nothing…” I stammered, not knowing what else to say.
He said nothing, and went into the bedroom.
I followed him hurriedly, silently praying.
He went near the bed and turned toward me.
I saw his nostrils flaring.
I shouldn’t have let him in.
He must have smelled the fresh fragrance of Hindu cum that permeated the air.
My eyes glanced over the bed; in my hurry, I had forgotten to adjust the bed cover.
It was a complete mess; the bed cover was completely crumpled.
There was a small wet spot on the sheets, almost an inch in diameter.
For a Moment, I felt that my heart would stop beating.
I moved to the bed quickly and sat so my body hid the spot from Muħammad Ålī’s view.
Muħammad Ålī looked at me, suspiciously.
“Who’s here Suraiyah?” All of a sudden, father-in-law asked from outside my door.
Muħammad Ålī’s attention was immediately diverted toward him.
Father-in-law is a shrewd man.
He didn’t enter my room.
Muħammad Ålī went out to talk to him.
I took a deep sigh of relief.
Quickly adjusted the bed sheets and covered the wet spot with a pillow.
Then I sat on bed and prayed that Muħammad Ålī wouldn’t decide to stay back.
Muħammad Ålī talked with his father about some matter regarding the shop.
He finally took instructions from father-in-law and then came inside after few minutes.
“I’m going with Dad.” He informed me. “Lock the door.”
As my husband and his father went out together, I quickly locked the door from inside, came back to my room and collapsed on the bed.
I just had a very narrow escape.
I was lucky that Muħammad Ålī didn’t notice the wet spot on the bed.
I realized that I would have to be very careful in the future.
Durgesh and Muħammad Ålī returned together late in the night.
During dinner, Muħammad Ålī appeared lost in his thoughts.
After dinner, he immediately went to our bedroom.
I finished all routine work and went to the room around ten.
Muħammad Ålī was still awake.
He was sitting on the edge of the bed.
I stared at him and immediately realized that something was terribly wrong.
“Come here.” He said to me solemnly.
Mortified, I sat beside him.
He looked me straight in the eyes,
“What’s going on between you and Dad?”
I had never expected that he would ask so bluntly.
All color drained from my face.
My whole body shivered with fear.
“Nothing…nothing.” I stammered.
“Don’t lie to me; what were you doing in the morning?”
I stared at him with frightened eyes.
Nothing came out of my mouth.
“I want an answer.” His voice was sharp.
“I…I…don’t know what you’re talking about.” I didn’t know what to say.
A morbid fear gripped my heart.
Deep inside, I had a hunch that my secret was no longer secret.
“Should I tell you?” He retorted.
I tried to speak, but nothing came out of my throat.
I knew my guilt feeling was correct.
“Okay tell me,” his eyes were suddenly burning with anger, “Since when it’s been going on?”
“What… I don’t understand… what you mean?” I wasn’t yet ready to accept my infidelity.
“Do you think I’m an asshole?” he roared, “I saw it last night… Durgesh was pinching your ass in the kitchen.”
I thought I would faint.
“And you were laughing.” He finished. His eyes never stopped looking at me.
I cursed my father-in-law.
Yesterday, while I was cooking dinner, he sneaked into the kitchen. Muħammad Ålī and the kids were in my room at the time. Finding me alone, he put his hands over my ass and squeezed my cheeks.
I had immediately removed his hands and warned him.
But, I didn’t know that it was also seen by Muħammad Ålī.
“What was happening today?” He asked again. “He was fucking you… am I right?”
Tears welled in my eyes.
I knew that it was useless to pretend anymore.
I told him everything, from the very beginning.
How his father threatened me and forced me to sleep with him.
Muħammad Ålī listened silently.
I could see his anger growing in his eyes.
Finally, he rose from the bed.
His eyes were burning with anger and hatred. He walked over to the door.
“Where are you going?” I asked anxiously.
He didn’t reply and went out of the room.
I hurriedly went to the door and watched him going toward his father’s room.
I didn’t have the courage to follow him, so I shut the door and sat behind it praying silently, tears streaming down my face.
For the next half hour, I heard the shouts and sharp voices emanating from father-in-law’s room.
I could hear Muħammad Ålī shouting at his father, and his father was replying with equal tenacity.
Slowly, father-in-law’s voice became stronger and stronger. Muħammad Ålī’s voice almost ceased to exist.
Finally, everything fell silent.
I heard the door open.
I quickly moved to my bed.
Muħammad Ålī came in.
His face was pale like a ghost’s.
He stared at me for a Moment and turned his gaze.
I could see defeat in his eyes.
I felt hurt.
Although I had been cheating on him, I still loved him.
He was my first love.
However, I didn’t have the courage to ask about what happened in his father’s room.
Muħammad Ålī avoided my gaze.
He silently got on the bed, moved to near where Rehaana and Shama were sleeping.
He lay beside them and pulled the covers to hide his face.
My husband had again failed to stand up to his father.
I turned off the lights and tried to sleep.
I couldn’t sleep that night.
In the morning, Muħammad Ålī got up early and went to the shop without eating his breakfast.
He didn’t even talk to me.
Father-in-law was again leering at the kitchen door.
The memories of last night were still alive in my mind.
He looked unfazed despite everything. He barged into the kitchen and grabbed my waist.
“No…” I said angrily trying to get free from his clutches. “Not today…”
“Why? Now there’s nothing to be afraid of.” He said happily, forcing his hand between my thighs and caressing my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
I recoiled back, trying to avoid his pressing palm into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
“I’ve explained everything to Muħammad Ålī. He won’t trouble you now. Now you can enjoy without any fear.”
Durgesh forced his hand inside my salwaar; pulled the cord and undid it.
Then he let it fall of the floor.
“No… No… I can’t.” I cried again fumbling in his hands.
“Come on darling, now I can fuck you openly.” Durgesh said hoarsely as his hands pushed my panties down my thighs.
He forced me to bend forward a little and pushed his hand between my naked thighs from behind feeling my trimmed Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
I squirmed as his Uncut Hindu Penis entered my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
He began to move his Uncut Hindu Penis in and out of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.
I thought about Muħammad Ålī; the way he looked after returning from his father’s room.
I felt pity for him.
Durgesh began fucking at a harder pace.
A wave of lust began to descend upon me.
I could feel my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy starting to flow.
The thought of Muħammad Ålī disappeared from my mind as I began to moan under his manipulation.
Durgesh smiled sensing my arousal.
He withdrew his Uncut Hindu Penis from my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
He dragged me with him to the veranda; near the dining table.
He undid my kameez and bra and made me completely naked.
He lifted me in his hands.
My ass gently touched the edge of the dining table as he lowered me on it.
I leaned back slightly, causing my tits to jut up.
Durgesh bent his head and eagerly began to kiss my tits.
I closed my eyes and moaned loudly.
I had completely forgotten about my husband and eagerly enjoyed Durgesh’s lips over my tits.
He sucked my nipples, alternating between them, driving me crazy with lust.
I wriggled my ass over the table.
I bit my lips to keep from screaming with pleasure, sucking his great Uncut Hindu Penis.
Durgesh lifted my legs and placed them over his shoulders to get a better access to my dripping Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.
I shoved my face deep into Durgesh.
I shuddered with pleasure, arching my body a little more.
My Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt violently throbbed around his Uncut Hindu Penis.
He removed his Uncut Hindu Penis out of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and stood up.
He grabbed my ass pulling me to the very edge of the table.
He grabbed the bulbous head of his Uncut Hindu Cock and guided it to my dripping opening.
He lunged forward and forced his massive Uncut Hindu Cock deep inside me.
I squealed with pleasure burying my face into his shoulder.
Durgesh grabbed my ass firmly and started fucking me.
His hips were moving as fast as he could move them.
My Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was on fire, with every massive Hindu thrust making me even hornier, demanding more and more.
Over and over, Durgesh pumped his Uncut Hindu Cock into my inflamed Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.
Beads of perspiration began to trickle down his neck, yet he continued ramming his Uncut Hindu Cock into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy ever faster. Harder and harder, He fucked me with all his Hindu might.
As his orgasm neared, Durgesh even furthered his humping.
He was groaning and grunting incoherently.
Finally, he bucked his ass muscles, forced his Uncut Hindu Cock deep into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and began to plant his Hindu seed once again into me.
I felt his Uncut Hindu Cock throb and throb inside me and gob after gob of his Hindu cum inundated my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
I dug my nails into his back and clutched his waist between my legs to hold every drop of his Hindu semen.
Father-in-law buried his sweat covered-face between my tits as he tried to catch his erratic breath.
His Uncut Hindu Cock ceased spurting but it remained buried inside me.
Finally, he straightened up, and pulled his Uncut Hindu Cock from my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy , slick with his own Hindu cum and my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy juice.
Durgesh left me in a dazed state as he moved back.
His fuck cream began to seep out of my freshly fucked Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
I slipped off the table and stood by it.
Durgesh took his tahmed from the chair, and I stared as his cum slick flaccid Uncut Hindu Cock disappeared behind the veil of his tahmed.
His fuck cream was still oozing out of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.
Father-in-law pointed at the puddle of cum on the table that had oozed out of my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .
“Don’t forget to clean that.” He smiled with satisfaction.
I looked at him with delirious eyes but said nothing.
He went back to his room.
I stood near the table, looking at his back.
Slowly, I got back to my senses.
The handsome face of my husband again appeared before my eyes.
A deep sense of self loathing began to descend upon me as I began to dress.
Muħammad Ålī arrived late in the night.
When I served him dinner, he ate silently.
After dinner, he went to the bedroom immediately.
I stayed in the kitchen, finished my work, and went to the room very late.
Muħammad Ålī was lying on the bed, his face hidden under the covers.
I locked the room and was about to switch off the lights when there was a knock on the door.
“Muħammad Ålī…” Durgesh called from the other side of the door.
Muħammad Ålī lifted the covers off his face and looked at the door but didn’t reply.
“Muħammad Ålī…” Durgesh called again.
He stared at me, but remained silent.
I stared at him not knowing whether to respond to Durgesh ’s call or not.
An unusual silence filled the room.
I didn’t know why his Hindu father was calling him at such late hour, yet my heartbeat began to quicken.
“Send Suraiyah Jamāl to my room.” Father-in-law shouted from behind the door, “I need a massage.”
Stunned, I looked at my husband.
He was also staring at me, still motionless.
It was a strange request; no, it was not a request; it was an order.
My father-in-law was asking my husband to send me to his room.
I hadn’t any doubt that my husband understood very well what kind of massage his father wanted from me.
“I… I can’t come.” I stammered looking at my husband.
“Muħammad Ålī…” Father-in-law shouted again, this time little louder.
“Go…” Muħammad Ålī said.
“What did you say?” I looked at him, completely taken aback by his words.
“I said, ‘go’.” He said angrily, and turned his back towards me.
I stared at his back in disbelief.
“Suraiyah Jamāl… are you coming?” Durgesh spoke again from behind the door, “I’m waiting in my room.”
He must have heard what Muħammad Ålī had just said.
I thought for a Moment, and then looked back at my husband.
He was lying with his back towards me.
He didn’t have anything to say.
“I’ll be there in a minute.” was all I could utter.
I heard his footstep as he moved away from the door.
Again, I turned back, and stared at my Musalmān husband.
His face was now hidden under the covers.
In a daze, I opened the door and went out.
Durgesh was standing at his door waiting for me.
He smiled and gestured to come to his room and he went inside.
I closed my bedroom’s door gently, crossed the open courtyard to his room.
I pushed the curtains and looked inside.
Durgesh was sprawled on his bed, stark naked, playing with his Uncut Hindu dick.
His lips were spread in a lecherous smile.
“Come on Suraiyah Jamāl, take off your clothes and join me.” He winked at me, “We’ll massage each other the entire night.”
I watched him incredulously.
I was still unable to believe what was happening.
“I… I…” I didn’t know how to ask him.
My mind was perplexed with the course of events,
“What is this?”
Father-in-law gave me a lecherous grin,
“I told you in the morning… Muħammad Ålī will never stop you now. I’ve explained everything to him.”
I stared at him incredulously.
Screwing father-in-law was somewhat okay when Muħammad Ålī was not home.
I had been doing it for the last three months.
But now, my husband was lying wide awake in our bedroom; how could I do it?
“Hurry up.” Durgesh turned on the bed, impatiently.
“But… I… I…” I stammered, not knowing what to say.
“Stop worrying; Muħammad Ålī won’t disturb us.” He gave me a winning smile.
He knew what he was talking about. His fist moved rigorously over the length of his Uncut Hindu Cock,
“Lock the door and come here. I’m gonna fuck you this whole night.”
I stared at him, and then looked back toward my room with its doors partially closed.
I looked back to my Hindu father-in-law.
He smiled and gestured with his eyes to join him on the bed.
I took a deep breath, closed the door, and began to strip.
Durgesh watched me all the while stroking his massive Uncut Hindu Cock .
When completely naked, I walked over to the bed and sat on the edge.
I wrapped my fingers around the girth of his Uncut Hindu Cock , letting my hand move up and down along his Hindu hard on.
“Suck me Suraiyah Jamāl…” Durgesh shifted on the bed making room for me.
I climbed on and settled beside him, my hand still gripping his Uncut Hindu Cock.
I got on all fours and brought my head to his Uncut Hindu Cock.
I stuck out my tongue and flicked at the droplet of precum oozing from the tiny hole.
Durgesh squealed with delight.
I stopped sucking and looked into his eyes.
“I still can’t believe…”
“Muħammad Ålī himself told me to come here.” I flicked my tongue over the tiny pee hole.
“I told you he won’t stop you.” He said triumphantly.
I lowered my head and took the bloated head of his Uncut Hindu Cock between my lips.
His finger poked into my sphincter.
“He knows that I’m the boss here.”
I ran my tongue over his Uncut Hindu Cock head, and I felt it twitch.
“Now you’re my whore Suraiyah Jamāl; now I can fuck you anytime.” Durgesh was smiling.
“Even in the front of Muħammad Ålī.”
He pushed his index finger deep into my sphincter making me whimper with a mild pain.
He forced his finger up to his knuckle and started finger fucking my ass.
It was a completely new feeling.
He had touched me there before, but never inserted his finger into my anus.
By now, I had his Uncut Hindu Cock in my mouth and was deeply sucking on it.
Durgesh groaned with pleasure.
I sucked the swollen crown and then started licking along the length of his pulsating Hindu shaft.
I could feel my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy heating up, and my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt juices began to flow.
Any thought of my own Musalmān husband, wide awake in my bedroom, evaporated from my mind.
All I was aware of was a mammoth Hindu hardness so lovingly trapped between my soft Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān lips, a thick index finger moving in and out of my ass, and a growing itch between my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt lips.
My tongue was licking the base of his Uncut Hindu Cock , slowly licking the thick bush at the joint and the heavy sack dangling beneath.
Finally, I took one of his balls between my lips and sucked it hard.
Durgesh groaned and writhed on the bed with rapture.
“Suraiyah Jamāl uuuuuuuuuuuu… ahhhhhhhhhh…”
He placed his hand over my head and forced it into his Hindu crotch.
He pulled his finger out of my anus. Then he grabbed my waist and pulled it towards his face.
“Suraiyah Jamāl, get on top of me.” He groaned heavily.
I didn’t exactly understand what he wanted and stopped sucking his Uncut Hindu Cock .
He reached for my legs and helped me settle my lower body over his face.
Now my face was directly over his Uncut Hindu Cock , and my dripping Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was above his face.
Durgesh caressed my full ass with his fingers, and then explored my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.
He grabbed my ass and pulled my hips down.
He kissed my inner thighs gently.
Finally, he planted a deep kiss directly on the fat lips of my creamy Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
The head of his Uncut Hindu Cock touched my throat, and for a Moment I was afraid that I might gag.
I eased it out a little and sucked it hard.
Anyway, later, my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt would take his complete length with much ease; I thought with relief.
I began humping my hips up and down.
I forgot what I had been doing and enjoyed the new feeling… so terrific it was almost mind-boggling.
I lowered my head and resumed sucking his Uncut Hindu Cock more fervently.
Durgesh was gyrating his hips below me.
He began pumping his Uncut Hindu Cock into my mouth as if fucking a Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.
I knew if he continued like that, I wouldn’t be able to stop my climax.
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