Ahal-Al Bayt-17Posted: August 7, 2010
The lust infinite
At 55, Muħammad Abu Qāsim was an unhappy camper!
His dick would get hard, but wouldn’t stay that way.
At first Viagra had helped, but now, even that potent drug no longer worked.
Sitting alone in his study, he was trying to think of when his problem had begun.
He knew what was wrong, but not how to do anything about it.
When sexually excited, his dick began leaking pre-cum, not only pre-cum, but actual cum.
As soon as this happened, he lost his erection.
It happened every time he tried making love to his beautiful Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim.
His Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim was twenty years younger and built like a little Arabian sex goddess.
Remembering four years earlier when he was recuperating from triple bypass surgery.
He had placed an inquiry in the want ads for a live-in housekeeper.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim was relaxing in the sun on the front porch when Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān Beauty, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, had gotten out of her car that first time.
Though she had an appointment for an interview, he wasn’t prepared for her youth and beauty.
Before their first words, he knew he would do, or agree to anything, if she would only accept and stay.
Her voice was soft and musical, and her smile bright as a Summer day.
In a half hour of conversation, Muħammad Abu Qāsim loved her more than anything else in the world.
She was going to college for her Masters and needed a job with flexible hours, a place to live and some money for expenses.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim immediately agreed to everything she asked.
She liked his large house and the fact there were two completely furnished bedrooms.
When Muħammad Abu Qāsim asked when she could start, she said,
“My clothes are in the car. All I have to do is carry them in and you have a housekeeper.”
The following weeks and months were like a dream of paradise.
After more than a month, she came to Muħammad Abu Qāsim’s bed one lonely night.
By then, he was physically able to gently make love to the sweetest person he had ever known.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim had been scared to make the first move out of fear of offending her and maybe losing her forever.
From that night forward, he could never get enough of her body.
Later, he was forced to retire because his job had been physically demanding.
Now, with his pension and Social Security Disability each month, he had nothing to occupy his mind and body.
He was able to care for himself, but his Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim continued living with him.
She was as much a part of his life as life itself.
With no fanfare or ceremony, they were married by a Judge at the County Courthouse.
His Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim received her Masters and almost immediately found a well paying job.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim was thinking.
That was the day his problems began!
Being home every day and bored to death was when Muħammad Abu Qāsim started browsing the Internet.
Finding the adult websites and reading sex stories day after day.
Watching x-rated videos while masturbating, and beginning to fantasize of Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, fucking Uncut Hindu man was Muħammad Abu Qāsim’s downfall.
The Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān Beauty was always better satisfied with a bigger Uncut Hindu Cock than the small dick of her Musalmān husband.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim knew his five inches fit that category and he came to believe he must give his Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife what she secretly desired.
Finding the cuckold sites reinforced his belief that he was depriving his Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife of true happiness.
Clicking on the links of interfaith cuckolds destroyed him!
He had found what his Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife must have!
He could cum without touching himself, just by watching and reading of the huge Uncut Hindu Cocks stretching those tiny Sunni Musalmān Pussies.
Not once did he read of a Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān woman that didn’t want that Uncut Hindu monster buried deepest inside her body.
Every website said the same thing, so it must be true.
Constantly on his mind was the vision of his petite Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife surrendering to an Uncut Hindu lover.
Whenever he tried making love to her, this vision caused his dick to leak a steady stream of cum and immediately go soft.
Masturbating during the day never prevented his problem in the evening.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim and his Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim talked of his problem many times and she knew Viagra didn’t work the way it was advertised.
What she never knew was the real problem and his warped fantasy.
She thought something might be wrong with her, but couldn’t imagine what it could be.
She knew one thing for certain, she was horny as Hell!
Muħammad Abu Qāsim was very good with his tongue, but that got old fast.
She wanted him to fuck her like he so often did before.
It was her physical need.
She could not fight her physical needs and nature, after all.***
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, was thinking.
‘My friends warned this might happen. Never marry a man twenty years your senior, they said. Maybe they were right, but he is so tender and kind and she loved him dearly.
Except for sex, she was perfectly satisfied with their relationship.
He had been talking weird lately, though.
Several times, after he had eaten her to climax, Muħammad Abu Qāsim had mentioned her having sex with some Uncut Hindu man.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim was the second man she had ever slept with, so she didn’t understand what he was talking about.
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, was in shock and speechless!
Muħammad Abu Qāsim had shown her a dirty website about Uncut Hindu men having sex with Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān women while their Musalmān husbands watched!
She was disgusted beyond belief!
“How could you show me such a thing, Muħammad Abu Qāsim? Is that the kind of Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān woman you think I am?”
“I’m sorry Honey. I was only thinking of you and your needs.” Muħammad Abu Qāsim apologized, “I know I can’t satisfy you any longer and I just want you to be happy. I may never get any better and I know you are already tired of me eating you.”
“So, you think watching me getting fucked by an Uncut Hindu man is going to solve all our problems? How can you be so stupid? Another thing, why Lillah did you suggest an Uncut Hindu?” Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, asked Muħammad Abu Qāsim angrily.
“Well, I thought if I was there, I could protect you if something went wrong. The other thing, an Uncut Hindu is supposed to be a more patient, better lover. I wanted you to have the best, if you decided to accept.” Muħammad Abu Qāsim tried explaining.
“I’m not going to accept and I won’t need your protection.” Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, stated with finality.
“Okay, I’m sorry I brought it up, but will you do me one favor? Please?” Muħammad Abu Qāsim asked.
“Since you are already at the computer, please read these Blogs from couples that have tried interfaith sex. Just read what they say before you shout at me.” Muħammad Abu Qāsim asked.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim knew what the Blogs said.
He had been reading them for months.
To shut Muħammad Abu Qāsim up, Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, read and looked at pictures for the next half hour.
She still couldn’t believe all this was happening.
All these Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān women must be crazy!
Was there that much difference in Arabian and American culture?
Every Musalmān husband professed love for his Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, so why would they let a huge Uncut Hindu man fuck them? Americans were definitely weird!
“Okay! I don’t want to see any more.” said Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, “Every American Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān woman couldn’t possibly be like this. These are crazy people!”
“Oh, one last thing.” Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, said, “Just how big are these Uncut Hindu dicks, anyway?”
“I don’t know. They’re all different, but usually 9 or 10 inches, sometimes 11.” Muħammad Abu Qāsim answered.
“How many centimeters is that?” Kħadījah Umm Qāsim asked.
“How do I know? I don’t know anything about centimeters. We use inches. Wait, let me get a ruler and I will show you.” Muħammad Abu Qāsim suggested.
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, gasped when she saw the length he was telling her those Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān women were taking.
“That’s impossible! No man is that long, and if he was, no Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān woman is going to take all of it. Here look at this. See? Ten inches would be above my belly button. A Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān woman can’t take something that far inside her belly.”
“Wait a minute!” Muħammad Abu Qāsim clicked to a saved website of well-hung Uncut Hindus, “Look at this one! See! He has a ruler next to his dick and he is almost 10 inches long.”
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, couldn’t believe it, but it looked real!
Was it possible Uncut Hindus were bigger and longer than she had ever imagined?
If that’s true, then is it true a Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān woman could take all his Uncut Hindu length?
It didn’t matter because she was never going to find out!
After that evening, Muħammad Abu Qāsim shut up about sharing her, but magazines suddenly appeared with well-hung Uncut Hindu men on the cover.
She never picked one up, but one night Muħammad Abu Qāsim brought a magazine to bed with him.
With her head on his arm, he was flipping through the book, looking at the photos and reading the captions underneath.
Kħadījah Umm Qāsim tried not to look, but that was impossible.
Handing her the magazine, Muħammad Abu Qāsim said,
“Honey, while I’m eating you, hold this for me.”
Without another word, Muħammad Abu Qāsim slipped down her body and placed his mouth over her throbbing, hungry Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, slowly looked at the photos of Uncut Hindu men in different states of arousal.
Every one of them seemed to have an Uncut Hindu Cock the size of her arm.
She had to admit Muħammad Abu Qāsim ‘s tongue felt different, as she was excited more and more from the photos of shiny Uncut Hindu Cocks .
Suddenly, Muħammad Abu Qāsim ‘s tongue flicked her Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān Clitoris at just the right moment and she saw stars as the biggest climax yet coursed through her body.
Working each day for the next several weeks was the only way Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, kept her sanity.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim was always after her to look at his special websites, or filthy magazines.
Finally, one slow day at work, as several of the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān women were sitting around gossiping, Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, blurted out.
“Do American Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān women have boyfriends besides their husbands?”
The others almost fell out of their chairs laughing.
Finally, Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān, Åāýéshah, said,
Another Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān, Fātimah, said,
“You know that young Hindu man that parks our cars? Well, he parks his shoes under my bed every chance he gets. Believe me, he gets plenty of chances!”
“I’ve got two Uncut Hindu men that come visiting each time my Musalmān husband leaves town, and he is a traveling salesman.” One more Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān, Ħafsah, laughed, “Now, why would you bring that subject up? You looking for a boyfriend? If so, I know some single guys that would love a little thing like you.”
“No. No. I’m perfectly happy with the man I have.” Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, explained, “I was reading a magazine and there was a long article about infidelity. I couldn’t believe it was as widespread as the article said.”
Laughing, Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān, Fātimah, answered, “I don’t know about widespread, but believe me, I spread wide every time I can.”
After that conversation, Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, was more amendable to Muħammad Abu Qāsim’s suggestions.
She attempted to see her husband’s point of view.
At last, she asked him,
“If I was to agree to what you keep talking about, how would you even find a man to participate? You have somebody hid out in the garage, or something?”
Muħammad Abu Qāsim almost fell over in shock!
“We’ll do it together, so there won’t be any surprises.” Muħammad Abu Qāsim almost shouted from excitement, “First thing is to place an ad on one of the adult personals. Then we just wait and screen the answers.”
“How will you know if he’s clean, or not? What if he has a disease? How do you know he won’t be dangerous or a rapist?” She asked worriedly.
She hadn’t actually said she would go through with this little escapade, but Muħammad Abu Qāsim had gotten so excited, she didn’t know how to burst his bubble without hurting him terribly.
Maybe, nobody would even answer the ad, or all of them were unsuitable.
She knew she could find something wrong with each of them.
The second day after the ad was posted, there must have been a hundred answers, with more coming in every hour.
The answers without pictures were deleted immediately, also answers from Musalmeen or Christians. Their ad had specifically asked for a photo and Uncut Hindus only.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim explained,
“If they don’t send a photo, they have something to hide. If they’re Musalmān or Christian, they’re too ignorant to understand us. That still leaves us about 60 answers to sift through.”
Sitting together in front of the monitor, they began their search.
It didn’t take long to delete more than 50 of the prospects as unsuitable.
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, found some small defect in the remaining hopefuls.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim never gave her an argument whenever she pointed out something she didn’t approve of.
It was the third day before they received an answer Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, couldn’t find a reason to reject.
I was a handsome Uncut Hindu, 61, well built and in the Freelancing.
My photo showed me naked, except for a towel.
I stated I had a thick, nine inch Uncut Hindu Cock that tends to twelve even, if properly cared for, and could remain hardest through even multiple orgasms.
At first, Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, said I was too old.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim reminded her she wasn’t looking for a boyfriend or husband.
When she suggested I might have a disease, Muħammad Abu Qāsim told her the Freelancing didn’t allow Hindus to run around with social diseases.
She couldn’t find any more excuses at the moment.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim sent an e-mail asking their most likely prospect for a more detailed look at his lower body.
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, nervously waited for my reply, not knowing what else to do, or say.
She felt trapped in a situation with no way out.
Why had she let this happen?
The reply finally came and they found I was more striking without the towel.
My huge Uncut Hindu Cock was long and hard, sticking up at a 90-degree angle.
My body was a light chestnut brown; my member was jet Uncut Hindu with a brown head peeking through the legendary Uncut Hindu foreskin.
Staring at the photo, Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, felt a shiver of fear when she thought she might be fucked by that Hindu monster.
At first, the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, refused to speak with me, but the constant urging from Muħammad Abu Qāsim had her finally having our first conversation.
She was amazed at my deep, cultured voice.
It became a daily occurrence for me to call each evening, speaking with Muħammad Abu Qāsim and his Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim.
The conversations slowly became more intimate and personal.
I was anxious to arrange a meeting, but the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, continued finding excuses to delay the inevitable.
Late one Friday afternoon, the doorbell rang and Muħammad Abu Qāsim jumped up to answer.
The Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, thought that strange, since he seldom liked answering the door.
Hearing him talking to someone, she thought it was a neighbor coming to visit.
Looking up as we entered the living room, she saw an Uncut Hindu man close behind Muħammad Abu Qāsim .
Not recognizing me from my picture, she was startled when Muħammad Abu Qāsim introduced me.
Seeing her embarrassment, I stepped forward and said,
“I’m terribly sorry for surprising you like this. The two of us decided this was the only way we would ever meet. I see that was a bad mistake and poor judgment on our part. I’ll leave now, but let me again tell you how sorry I am.”
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, had gotten over her shock and surprise.
Being the ever-gracious host, she answered,
“No, Durgesh, please don’t go. Since you’re here, at least stay for coffee. I was caught off guard, but, I’m okay now.”
Saying this, she went to the kitchen to brew a fresh pot of coffee, leaving Muħammad Abu Qāsim and me alone to plot Muħammad Abu Qāsim’s next devious move.
Leaning against the counter in the kitchen, Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim’s knees were so weak, she could hardly stand,
“Now, what do I do?” She mumbled to herself.
A dozen mixed up thoughts raced through her brain, but no solution short of screaming at Muħammad Abu Qāsim and forcing me to leave.
She decided it wasn’t the fault of me.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim had placed the ad and I had answered, believing I had found a consenting Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān Beauty for sex.
Everything was Muħammad Abu Qāsim’s fault!
The only thing to do was be friendly and polite.
Later, I would leave when I saw she wasn’t going to spread her legs for me.
That would be the end of a bad situation and never would she let something like this happen again!
The next few hours seemed to pass very quickly, and suddenly it was time to call it an evening.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim had to open his big mouth and suggest I stay over, sleeping in the spare bedroom.
I had a weekend pass and my overnight suitcase was in the car.
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, thought I certainly came prepared!
The bath connected both bedrooms, and being a guest, I had first call for the shower.
A few minutes after the shower stopped, Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, thought I had vacated the room, neglecting to open their side of the doors.
Muħammad Abu Qāsim was dozing on the king size bed, so she entered the bathroom, only to come face to face with a completely naked me!
She gasped, as her eyes were drawn like magnets to the huge Uncut Hindu Cock swinging between my muscular Hindu thighs.
“I’m sorry! I just finished shaving and forgot about being in here so long.” I explained.
Not knowing what to do, and unable to take her eyes from my pulsing Uncut Hindu meat, Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, stammered,
“It’s my fault. I should have knocked first.” Staggering away, her back hit the edge of the doorframe.
Seeing the flash of pain on her face, I reached to steady her.
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, was off balance, and accidentally stumbled against my hard Hindu body.
As my arms encircled her waist, she was aware of my Uncut Hindu Cock pressing against her stomach.
It seemed to throb and beat with a rhythm of its own!
Backing away, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim could see my Uncut Hindu Lund was already getting erect.
She was scared to death, but at the same time excited from having the power to excite a strange Hindu man in this fashion.
Taking her hand in mine, I pulled Kħadījah Umm Qāsim toward my bedroom,
“No, Durgesh! I’m not going in there with you.” Kħadījah Umm Qāsim hissed.
“Nothing is going to happen.” I said quietly, “We need to talk privately about your feelings and what you are willing to do, or not do. I promise that is all I have in mind. After we talk and you still want me to leave, I’ll go immediately.”
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, glanced behind her and saw Muħammad Abu Qāsim sleeping peacefully.
Thinking there was no harm in talk, and Muħammad Abu Qāsim only a few feet away, she let herself be guided into the other bedroom.
I had draped a towel over my manhood as we sat on the bed a few feet from each other.
It made her think of a tent, except this tent was alive and dangerous.
“First, let me tell you how I feel. I have ever known you Arabians even before you. I’m used to speaking always to countless of you Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān Beauties before we talked on the phone. I never realized how beautiful and petite you were going to be. You’re like a delicate doll that has to be touched carefully to preserve their beauty. I’ll tell you up front that I want to make love to you, but not without your full permission. I would never harm or hurt you. That, you must believe!”
“Thank you for being honest and straight-forward with me. This was all Muħammad Abu Qāsim’s idea and I let him talk me into his scheme. I don’t think I could ever sleep with a man other than my husband. You’re very handsome and I know you must be a tender lover, but I don’t believe I can go through with this.” Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, explained.
“I’ll leave when you ask me to, but before that happens, at least feel of what you are refusing. That would make me very happy, just to know you didn’t completely reject me.” So saying, I took her hand and placed it under the small towel.
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, jumped as if she had touched a red hot stove.
Then, almost on their own volition, her small fingers gently grasped my Uncut Hindu manhood.
Kħadījah Umm Qāsim was surprised how velvety my Uncut Hindu Lund felt, yet so firm and powerful.
They didn’t come close to completely surrounding the huge Hindu monster.
Kħadījah Umm Qāsim watched mesmerized, as a large drop of pre-cum appeared in the pencil size hole of the large head.
She resisted the strange urge to bend over and lick it off.
I groaned as Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, slowly stroked up and down the shaft.
The large drop rolled off the head and down the shaft, followed by another, then another.
My Uncut Hindu Cock was throbbing and jerking, as I relaxed and let the electric sparks shoot through my Hindu body.
I was nowhere near cumming, but the pleasure was intense and satisfying.
“I have to stop now. My hand is tired and we shouldn’t be doing this, anyway.” Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, whispered, “I need to shower and go back to my room.” She looked at her dripping hand and slowly pressed it against her lips, tasting the tangy Hindu liquid.
As she started to rise, I put my hands around her waist and effortlessly sat Kħadījah Umm Qāsim on my Hindu lap.
Looking down, she could see the head sticking out as if she had an Uncut Hindu Cock of her own.
Sitting crosswise on my Hindu thighs, her breasts and hard little nipples were at mouth watering level for my tongue and lips.
My other hand unbuttoned the front of her gown, opening it, and replacing my mouth against her naked breast in one smooth motion.
Reluctantly, submitting to my Hindu advances, Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, relaxed and enjoyed the erotic stimulation of first one breast, then the other.
She believed she had the power to stop me at any pint of time.
She had never before been in such an erotic position.
Closing her eyes, accepting the wonderful feeling of my Hindu mouth on her breasts and the pressure of my firm Uncut Hindu Cock against her Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān pubic area put her in a dreamy area of sleep.
Kħadījah Umm Qāsim had never been so relaxed in her young life.
She looked down, just as my loin covered her Sunni Musalmān Pussy and my rough Uncut Hindu Lund rubbed against her Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān Clitoris.
Kħadījah Umm Qāsim jerked away, both from surprise and sudden intense shock!
“No! No! You mustn’t do that! Stop right now!” Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, demanded.
I raised my loin for an instant, saying,
“Kħadījah Umm Qāsim! Let me give you extreme pleasure for a few minutes.”
Immediately, my loin went back to the magic of electrifying her Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
She tried to bury her hips in the mattress and get away from my Uncut Hindu Lund before it destroyed her.
It was no use, since her thighs were held as if in a vise.
Even as she struggled, my long, thick Uncut Hindu Lund was actually fucking her.
After my Uncut Hindu Lund deeply entered Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, I would rub the length of her inner lips, then rub around the small hard Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān Clit.
Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān wife, Kħadījah Umm Qāsim, could feel her entire body getting hot and suddenly the heat was unbearable.
She forced her hands over her mouth to keep from screaming out her orgasm.
It was as if an electric current suddenly flowed through her body, starting at her Sunni Musalmān Pussy and spreading outwards, until she was totally consumed by fire.
Kħadījah Umm Qāsim herself pulled me to her, clutched my Uncut Hindu Lund deepest into her Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān Choot, and started to fuck me ravenously even while she realized I was looking surprised at her in intense incredulity.
“Kħadījah Umm Qāsim!” I exclaimed.
“But, darling, you never wanted it to happen.”
“Damn you. Still not fucking me.” Kħadījah Umm Qāsim shouted, “Fuck me. You idiot. Why don’t you?”
“Kħadījah Umm Qāsim!”
“Shut up. Fuck me.”
“So what? Fuck me.”
“I’m a Hindu.”
“So what? Fuck me, I say.”
“You’ll be sorry after I fuck you.”
“Let me be happy first, you moron! Fuck me.”
I was still staring at her.
Kħadījah Umm Qāsim suddenly pulled me down on my back.
She rode me now, and kept on fucking me more and more fiercely.
Kħadījah Umm Qāsim never realized she fucked me whole night.
How ravenous she was.
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