Ahal-Al Bayt-27

Ahal-Al Bayt

Durgesh

chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27
Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt

The miracle of the Panjvaqtā Namāzī Musalmān Beauties

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had never experienced such an immense pleasure.

“Allah! Yā Allaaaaaaah!” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt screamed out of incredible pleasure, “Now I know why we Musalmān Beauties die to take you inside us. Durgesh darling, Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Méré Hindu Piyā! None less experienced can give us such an immense incredible pleasure with only the tip of his Prick. They would have ejaculated even a long time ago.”

I smiled and kissed her full on her lips.

For a long time, our lips were locked.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had thrust her waist up, and had thus managed to take my Uncut Hindu Penis buried into her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt deepest.

It seemed infinity we were locked to each other thus.

19 years old, young, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān

Beauty, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had put her arms around my neck.

Both her legs were wrapped around my nude Hindu waist.

My Uncut Hindu Prick was buried deepest into her young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

Her labial lips were firm in their strong young grip around my Uncut Hindu Penis.

My open Hindu palms were under her nude soft buttocks.

We were locked together for as if infinity.

Whenever I wanted to pull out, even a bit, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt immediately protested by tightening the pressure of her legs on my waist.

One hour!

Two hours!

Three hours!

Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā!

How much more she wanted to enjoy this locked status of us both?

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt never moved under me herself, neither allowed me.

Her grip on me was ever strongest.

I had worried for a moment about hurting her if Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt wasn’t wet enough, but the second I had lowered my Uncut Hindu Prick to her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt that fear had disappeared.

I could hardly believe how wet my little extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl was.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt was flowing, soaking not only my Uncut Hindu Prick and her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips but also the comforter Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was laying on.

I closed my eyes as I slid my Uncut Hindu Prick, ultimately, up and down Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s slit.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt tasted so good, so sweet with just a little tang.

Honey and tangerine, I decided.

My little extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl tasted of honey and tangerine.

I moaned with pleasure as he fucked up her, then pushed my Uncut Hindu Prick deepest into her immensely excited, continuously quivering, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lovehole.

I fucked gently and was rewarded with a continuous increase of her grips on me.

My Uncut Hindu Cock twitched and jerked as it kept vanishing deepest into Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s willing Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   pressed her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt hard against my Hindu loins, almost fucking me herself.

Her fingers moved unconsciously to her nipples and as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt thrust against my Uncut Hindu Prick, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt plucked at her nipples too.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt the slight pain of her fingering entwine with the pleasure of my Uncut Hindu Prick and groaned loudly.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s groans spurred me on.

I circled her immensely excited, continuously quivering, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lovehole again and again and again, knowing that I was teasing her, knowing that Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  wanted and needed more.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt moved one hand from a nipple to grasp the back of my ass, trying to push me harder onto her greedy Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt thrust her hips against my Uncut Hindu Penis once more.

Durgesh darling, Méré Hindu Piyā!!! Please Abbū’s best friend…” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s voice was little more than a groan, her words barely audible, but they were enough.

I plunged my Uncut Hindu Prick into her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt hole, spearing her with my Uncut Hindu Prick and I began to fuck Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt bucked and jerked under me.

I pressed my hands onto her hips and pressed her to the bed so Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt wouldn’t push me off in her excitement.

My Uncut Hindu Prick slid around her inner walls, my loins soaked in her juices as I felt her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt spasm.

I fucked her harder, faster, wanting to bring her to orgasm quickly.

I needed to bring her to orgasm quickly, because I had resolved not to fuck her with my Uncut Hindu Cock until I had pleasured her completely with it.

And it was a resolution I felt slipping with every passing second, my Uncut Hindu Cock was so hard I could hardly bear it.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   moaned her pleasure, one hand plucking harder and harder at her nipple as the other twisted into my hair.

“Fuck me, Abbū’s best friend!! Please fuck me!!” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s words almost caused me to drive my Uncut Hindu Cock hard into her but I controlled my desire and Uncut Hindu Pricked her harder.

My hands on her hips pressing her hard to me, as I controlled her leaping body.

I felt her spasming intensify and smiling to myself I pulled my Uncut Hindu Prick from her depths and swiftly rubbed her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty gently before shoving my Uncut Hindu Prick back into her clenching hole and fucking her harder.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   felt the waves of orgasm flow over her and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt let out a scream as the nip of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty drove her over the edge.

Both her hands were now on my hips as my Uncut Hindu Prick slammed in and out of her immensely excited, continuously quivering, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lovehole.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt pushed against me, her orgasm wracking her body and causing her to flood my Uncut Hindu Prick over and over.

She swallowed my Uncut Hindu Prick every time hungrily and greedily into her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt whenever I plunged.

I kept fucking her as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt came.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was so open to me, so wonderful.

My precious little extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl was all I wanted.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   came hard and long.

Her body jumped and leapt.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt spasmed and flooded.

Her throat ripped raw from the screams of pure Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ecstasy.

And her mind was whirling as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt realized what was happening.

I was fucking her and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was coming for me.

And Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was bathing my Uncut Hindu Prick with her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān orgasm.

Gently I withdrew my Uncut Hindu Prick from her honey Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

I smiled.

As Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   calmed Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt sighed deeply and caressed my hair, loving the way it felt between her fingers.

Her body felt so light, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt as though she could float away and was glad that I was still fucking her down.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt her nipples and Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt ache from use and with contentment.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt sighed once more, happily, and whimpered,

“Abbū’s best friend… that was wonderful… thank you Abbū’s best friend.”

Hearing my precious darling thanking me for her orgasm made me stiffen even more.

My hard Uncut Hindu Cock was so erect I knew that I had to come soon or I would be in pain.

I moved slowly from my position between Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s spread thighs and pulled her to me.

“Now Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, now, I need you more.” My voice was slightly broken and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   smiled into my eyes as she leant forward slightly to kiss my lips.

“Fuck me, Abbū’s best friend, till we both exist. I love your utmost experienced Uncut Hindu Prick inside me.” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt whimpered.

I nodded mutely.

My arousal was so intense I was no longer capable of speech.

Slowly, carefully I mounted Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt.

Her soaked thighs welcomed me as I slid my Uncut Hindu Cock to her opening.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   shivered as she felt my Uncut Hindu Cockhead prodding her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt once more, “I love you there, Abbū’s best friend.” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt whimpered.

Hearing her words I let out an agonized groan and drove hard into Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

In that one thrust I impaled her completely, my full Uncut Hindu Cock buried in her hot, wet Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt once more.

Simultaneously we moved, almost as though we had fucked many times before.

Each was knowing how to move together.

Each was thrusting and pushing.

Each wanted to have my Uncut Hindu Cock buried deepest inside her.

Each wanted to feel her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt clench and tighten around my Uncut Hindu Cock as I pumped my thick, hard Uncut Hindu Cock into her.

I fucked her hard.

I drove into her harder and harder, all thoughts of taking my time gone from the second I felt how welcoming her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was.

Our eyes were locked on each other, watching each other’s reactions as we ground together.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   clenched her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt muscles, trying to hold my Uncut Hindu Cock inside each time Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt me pull out.

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān movements were driving me wild, driving me to fuck her harder.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   moaned as she felt me fucking her.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt moaned loudly as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt my balls slap against her.

As I moved my mouth to suck and bite on her nipple, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt screamed out her pleasure.

As I plunged into her over and again Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt panted and groaned.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was aware of nothing but the myriad of sensations flooding her as I took her precious Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān virginity.

Just as I was aware of nothing but the feeling of my Uncut Hindu Cock being massaged as I fucked her harder and harder.

I felt my Hindu balls tighten and lift and knew that I was moments from orgasm.

I wanted this first time for Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt to come with me.

I smiled into her eyes as I drove even more savagely into her and lowered my head to bite hard on her already tender nipple.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt screamed as my teeth closed over her tormented nipple and felt her body spasm in her second orgasm.

Seconds later, I grunted loudly as I shot my Hindu Vīrý into Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

My Hindu seed spurted hard in jet after jet into her hot, greedy Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hole.

I felt her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt milk my Uncut Hindu Cock and was amazed that not only had I come twice in the one evening but at the volume of my Hindu Vīrý Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was pulling from me.

As we both calmed, I stroked Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s face as I watched her orgasm subside,

“Thank you darling.” I whimpered as I gathered her into my arms.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled happily and wriggled deeper into my embrace.

“You are mine now darling, mine and no one else’s.”

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled contentedly as she felt my seed oozing slowly from her gaping, used hole, “Yes Abbū’s best friend.”***

The sound of the front door slamming shut woke Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   from her dreams.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled as she wriggled deeper into her warm comforter, softly sighing with contentment, still half-asleep.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt so relaxed as though Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was floating on a cloud.

And, in many ways, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was so happy that I loved her as much as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt loved me.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt cuddled closer into my side, the heat of my body so comforting.

The weight of my arm, slung over her body as we slept, was so reassuring.

Right at This moment, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   felt happier and safer than Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt ever had in her life.

This was what Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  wanted, to be in my arms as we slept together, sated from our intense lovemaking.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   was startled to full wakefulness as she heard the sound of cupboard doors in the kitchen downstairs being slammed closed.

Jumping to a sitting position Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt leant down over sleeping me, “Abbū’s best friend! Abbū’s best friend!” Her whimpered words frantic as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt tried to rouse me, “Abbū’s best friend! You have to get up!”

Slowly my eyes fluttered open and I reached up to hook her waist with my hand and started to pull Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s lips to mine, “Abbū’s best friend! Kħadījah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt is home!”

My dark eyes widened.

I leapt from her bed and scrabbled for my clothes.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   smiled as she watched, seeing her Abbū’s handsome best friend scrabble in the dim lamplight for my clothes.

Grabbing my jeans, and foregoing my shorts, I pulled them on, “Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  , I am so sorry! This should never have happened!”

Sitting in her bed, the comforter around her waist, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   smiled as she heard me speak.

“Abbū’s best friend, nonsense! It was perfect. I love you so much for it. You’ve to fuck me now till I do exist. To hell with Ammījān, even. I’m not afraid of her even a bit.”

My eyes lingered for a long moment on her naked Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān breasts, her nipples already peaking under my gaze.

“Okay,” I smiled, “If that’s what you want, it was perfect darling. And I love you too.”

We looked into each other’s eyes, smiling as we shared a moment of intimate recognition of each other.

There was a creak from the bottom step of the staircase and the magic of the moment was broken.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  jumped from her bed and grabbed my shorts, shoving them under her pillow as I pulled my shirt over my head.

I turned from Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   and walked towards the door; paused and turning back put my hand on the back of her and pulled her to me.

“Later darling, later.” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt whispered.

Nevertheless, I kissed her deeply.

My Uncut Hindu Prick was probing her mouth as I slid a hand down to cup one of her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass cheeks.

Then I was gone.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   stood, naked, in the middle of her bedroom floor.

So much had happened in just a few hours.

And Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had loved every moment of it.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had become a woman.

And Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had become mine.

Trying to ignore the muted, angry voices coming from her parent’s bedroom Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  reached for her pyjamas.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt tossed them into the wicker laundry basket in the bottom of her closet and walked across the floor to her drawers.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  opened the drawers and took out a clean pair of pyjamas and put on the top, leaving the shorts in the drawer.

Climbing back into bed, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt heard the voices grow louder as the argument escalated.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt pursed her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips and nestled under the comforter.

The dent in her pillow, made by my head, caused her heart to clench.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt wriggled trying to get comfortable, using the pillow and comforter to cover her ears.

She was trying to block out the sounds of her parent’s fight.

She was continuously resisting now her urge to run to me.

In her attempts to get comfortable one of her hands slid under the pillow.

Her fingers felt the material of my shorts.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  pulled them out and held them to her face, her hot tears of frustration at the now blazing row in the room next door soaking the fabric.

A door slamming made her jump and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt heard her Abbū shouting,

“No! This time I am leaving!”

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s heart stopped as she heard her Abbū’s words.

‘Leaving’?

Surely, her Abbū wasn’t leaving.

How could he leave?

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt lay rigid in her bed, listening to her parents, the hated filled words of their argument were shaking her to her core but second to the fear that her Abbū was, indeed, leaving.

Surely, he wouldn’t leave her.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  couldn’t bear it if he left.

A deep sob wracked her body, her emotions raw from all that had taken place that evening.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt clutched my shorts to her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān breasts and felt the burn of her tears as they streamed down the sides of her face as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt lay on her side.

The fighting continued, the words unheard by Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt the pain of her fear claw at her.

Then silence as the door to her parent’s bedroom was slammed shut with such force the house rattled.

Complete silence.

The sobs subsiding, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   turned to face the door, straining to hear any movements.

But there were none.

There was nothing but silence.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   couldn’t understand what was happening.

There had been a fight, a door slammed, but no one had gone down the stairs.

What was going on?

And more importantly, was her Abbū  alright?

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt lay for five agonizing minutes, watching the hands on her old fashioned alarm clock ticking away each second.

Finally, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt couldn’t bear it anymore and quietly got out of bed.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  grabbed her robe from the hook on the door and put it on, tying the sash with a loose knot.

Pressing her ear to the door Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   listened for any sounds, but there were none.

Slowly Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt turned the door handle and eased the door open.

Peering out Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt could see nothing in the gloom of the night.

The lights downstairs were off and the only illumination was that cast through the crack of her door from the dim lamp.

“Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, you should be in bed.”

The tones were enough to startle Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt let out a small yelp of surprise.

Opening the door wider Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was able to make out the figure of me sitting on the top step of the staircase.

Looking quickly to the door of her parent’s bedroom and seeing that there was no light shining from under it Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt moved quietly across the hall to sit by me.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt leant against my side and rested her head on my shoulder,

“I am sorry Kħadījah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt treats my Abbū that way, Abbū’s best friend.” Her whispers were only just reaching my ear.

“It’s, of course, her fault,” I said gravely, “yet it isn’t all her fault, darling. It really isn’t.”

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt lifted her head to look at my face.

“But Abbū’s best friend…” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   was cut off by me placing a finger over her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips.

“Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, despite everything, despite what has happened tonight between us, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt is still your Ammījān and I can’t let you think it is all her fault. It just happened…” I said and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   pressed a kiss to the finger I still held over her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips.

“Is my Abbū really leaving, Abbū’s best friend?” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s voice was small and she held her breath as she waited for my answer.

“No. How can he leave now?” My eyes burned into hers as we sat closely together on the step, “How can he ever leave you, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt?”

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had brought her Abbū back from the brink of despair.

For months, he had been in a place he had struggled to keep control of.

Now, with Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s love, I could see a point in his life, a future.

Smiling happily, her heart pounding as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt understood the implications of my words; Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   leant forward to kiss my lips softly.

The kiss was soft and gentle.

A sweet kiss of promise and love.

Hugging her, I looked at her.

My eyes were full of love for my sweet 19, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt,

“But what have I done? Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, It’s actually you who did it, darling. I would never have taken advantage of you like This.”

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  smiled softly and leaning towards me, her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips brushing my ear, whimpered,

“But Abbū’s best friend, it’s not any advantage of me you would have taken. It is our human right. It was always meant to be. I love you. Never see my newly acquired adulthood. You’ve fucked me now till our heart’s content. Tell me truthfully, who is more aggressive in our love making always, you or I?”

“Of course you but—”

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt interrupted me in the middle.

“Then isn’t it my need initially, not yours?”

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt,”

“Darling, I need you for me, even if you don’t. Can’t you see it even now?”

Her words tore a groan from me.

I wrapped a fist in her long, loose hair and used it to pull her hard towards me.

This kiss was not soft.

This kiss was hard.

This kiss was claiming the promise.

“Suck me Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, suck me now.” I smiled.

Mutely Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt slid down three steps and turned to kneel facing me.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled at me as she reached towards the button, the zip of my jeans, and unfastened them.

My Uncut Hindu Cock sprang towards her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt giggled softly as she stuck the tip of her greedy, ravenous, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue out and licked the head of my everhardest Uncut Hindu Penis.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt ran the tip of her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue over the softness of my Uncut Hindu Cockhead, circling it and then lapping delicately at the ridge on the underside.

I put my hands behind, leant back, and gave her greater access of my hard Uncut Hindu Cock.

We both were moaning now almost in unison, as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt licked me and I felt the softness of her greedy, ravenous, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue teasing my Uncut Hindu Cock to swell even more.

“I am not as young as I was, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt.” I smiled, “I have already come twice tonight. I don’t think I’d come again so soon now. But I want to feel your extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth on my Uncut Hindu Prick. I love it. Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā! Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  .. Your my Uncut Hindu Prick sucking…”

My words trailed off as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  ran her greedy, ravenous, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue down the length of my Uncut Hindu Cock.

“Nonsense, Durgesh darling, Méré Hindu Piyā! You are the unique one who is everyoung. You never age.”

“You are mad for my Uncut Hindu Lund.”I smiled.

“Mad for your Uncut Hindu Lund?”Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt winked at me impishly, “Yes! You are right my Hindu Kħasam. Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam, I’m mad for your Uncut Hindu Lund, because I’m made for your Uncut Hindu Lund only:

Mad for you, made for you all Muslimah Beauties,

Fuck us, love us, sodomise us, we are your Cuties.’”

I laughed.

“I’m sure you don’t mean it, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt!”

“You are wrong once again, Durgesh.”suddenly Kħadījah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s Ammī, appeared there, “My daughter, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt is right:

Mad for you, made for you all Muslimah Beauties,

Fuck us, love us, sodomise us, we are your Cuties.”

“You both the Ammī and daughter are crazy for my Uncut Hindu Lund.”I smiled.

“We entire extra ordinary extremely beautiful Musalmān Beauties are made for your Uncut Hindu Lund, my dear.”

“Nonsense!”

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt moaned when she tasted her own Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy juice on my Hindu shaft.

Closing her eyes Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt took my Uncut Hindu Cockhead into her warm, wet mouth and suckled gently.

“I think I know now why your Uncut Hindu Penis is so tastiest in my mouth. It’s soaked with countless Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān Cunt juices.”Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt laughed.

One of my hands came to caress her hair as I watched Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt licking and sucking my Uncut Hindu Cock.

My pretty little extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl had my Uncut Hindu Cockhead in her mouth and was driving me almost insane with desire.

Her greedy, ravenous, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue swirled over my Uncut Hindu Cockhead as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  pressed her head down, taking more of my Uncut Hindu Cock into her mouth.

Licking and sucking, she looked up and saw my eyes were fixed on her, my expression one of pure Hindu pleasure.

Sliding her mouth up and down my hard Uncut Hindu Cock Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  tightened her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt could feel every ridge and vein and when her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips circled my Uncut Hindu Cockhead Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt couldn’t contain her desire and need to run her greedy, ravenous, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue over it.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  loved the softness of my Uncut Hindu Cockhead, the feeling on her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips so exciting that her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt spasmed each time.

Feeling the saliva in her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth build up, for my incredible Uncut Hindu Prick, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   started to slide up and down my Hindu length faster and faster.

Her greedy, ravenous, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue was busy the whole time as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  swirled it over every wonderful inch of my Uncut Hindu Cock.

My hand on her hair was driving her to please me more and more.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt sucked and licked my Uncut Hindu Prick until Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had to pull her head off my Uncut Hindu Cock to catch her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān breath.

Giggling softly she looked up at me and told me that ‘Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt needed more practice’.

I looked at her seriously and said,

“No, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  . You are perfect as you are. Even your Ammījān, Kħadījah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt is perfect, and I see now she is perfecting her daughter, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, too.”

Kħadījah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled her thanks to me,

“Thank you, Durgesh darling, Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! We all Musalmān Beauties are deeply indebted to you. None else has done for us ever what you are doing for us entire Musalmān Beauties. Fuck us all, Hindu darling, and enjoy.”

There was silence for a moment as we, all the three, looked into each other’s eyes.

Then smiling sweetly Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   kissed the tip of my Uncut Hindu Cock.

I shook my head and laughed quietly, my hand still on her hair.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt sank her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth over my Hindu erection, taking more into her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth than Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt ever had before.

The tip of my Uncut Hindu Cock touched the back of her throat and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt gagged, pulling her beautiful head off once more.

Her blue eyes were full of tears, a reflex to her gag.

One trickled down her right cheek and I moved my hand to brush the tear away with the pad of my thumb.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   moved her head back down and licked every inch of my Hindu shaft, and then kissed my Uncut Hindu Cock carefully all over.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  wrapped her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips around my Uncut Hindu Cockhead and very slowly slid her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth down.

Pausing for a moment to calm her breathing Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   looked up into my eyes then forced her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth down hard over my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt took every inch of me into her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth, my Uncut Hindu Cockhead filling her throat.

Tears flooded her eyes once more and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  fought her gag reflex for a moment with her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips locked tightly around the base of my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Blinking I watched as she deep throated my Uncut Hindu Cock.

I could feel her throat spasm and see the tears sparkling in her darling blue Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān eyes.

I knew how much this was costing her and I was choked with emotion, knowing Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was doing this for me, for my pleasure.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   slid her greedy, ravenous, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue over the root of my Uncut Hindu Cock before pulling her head up, her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips clamped tightly around my Hindu thickness.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  swirled her greedy, ravenous, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue over the vein on the underside of my Uncut Hindu Cock, swirling and dancing the tip of me, then licking with the flat of her greedy, ravenous, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue.

My Hindu moans were spurring her on as her greedy, ravenous, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue pushed me closer and closer to my Hindu orgasm.

I shook my head as I realized that Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt continued to lick and suck me in this way I would come again, for the third time over the past few hours.

That knowledge amazed me, I couldn’t remember the last time I had managed such a feat.

But then, I reflected, I couldn’t remember the last time I had been so aroused.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was giving me a new lease of life in many ways.

They all did.

Yes, every extra ordinary extremely beautiful Musalmān Beauty did give me a new lease of life in many ways.

1. By kissing me,

2. By licking me,

3. By sucking me,

4. By fucking me and

5. By making me even to sodomise them.

Yes, they were right.

I never age.

I’m everyoung.

But it’s not my own miracle.

It’s their own miracle.

The miracle of the Panjvaqtā Namāzī Musalmān Beauties.

They kept me everyoung for them,

1. By kissing me,

2. By licking me,

3. By sucking me,

4. By fucking me and

5. By making me even to sodomise them.***

It was the extent the willing Panjvaqtā Namāzī Musalmān Beauties could do to a man, if they actually love him.

The sensations of Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s teasing my Uncut Hindu Prick filled my mind and with a groan, I pulled her head deep onto my Uncut Hindu Cock.

Forcing my Uncut Hindu Cock into her throat, I held her in place, feeling her choke, feeling her throat spasm as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt fought for her Sunni Musalmān breath.

I knew I had to release her and reluctantly let her pull her head up.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt slid her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth over my Uncut Hindu Cock, gasping and choking.

Tears were streaming down her cheeks.

My first feeling was excitement to see her almost choke on my Hindu erection.

Immense Self Pride flooded through me a mere heartbeat later.

My Hindu arousal due to it was such that for one selfish moment I ignored it.

Viciously twisting my hand into her long blonde hair I pulled her head down hard onto my Uncut Hindu Cock and thrust my hips hard, fucking her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth, her throat.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt struggled and her struggles excited me even more.

I held her in place and leaning back on one hand pumped my hips, fucking her tight Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān throat, relishing the feeling of her throat spasms and struggles.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   tried to move her head, but my vice like grip kept her in place.

Her breathing was almost impossible and the tears filling her eyes blurred her vision.

The tears streaming down her face were burning just as her throat was burning with my frantic Hindu fucking.

She could never believe I was really 61.

I had incredible infinite lust to fuck Musalmān Beauties.

And the more incredible miracle was, my lust for Musalmān Beauties was still increasing endlessly the more I fucked them.

‘Marz bađhtā hī gayā, jyon jyon davā kī.’

I could never age.

I could never age.

And it was a blessing not for me only, also for entire Musalmān Beauties too.

Her head began to spin and her vision became even more blurred as I slammed my long Uncut Hindu Cock even harder into her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān throat.

Just as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt,   thought she could take no more Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt heard me groan as jets of my hot Hindu cum shot deep into her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān throat.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  felt I released her head and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  pulled her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth from my Uncut Hindu Cock, gasping for breath.

A second spurt of my hot come splashed into her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  desperately drew air into her lungs, and I filled her ravenous Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt with my spurting Uncut Hindu Prick.

A third jet landed on her throat again as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt pulled her head back in surprise.

I watched my Hindu come land into Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, watched as it dripped from her and dribbled down her thighs onto the exposed skin of her beautiful legs.

I watched as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt slowly calmed her breathing.

She was horrified, yet extremely delighted, at what I had just done.

I had forced my Uncut Hindu Cock deep into her throat again.

I had held Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt in place while I had used her for my own selfish needs.

But Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā! I couldn’t remember ever coming that hard before.

Tears were still streaming down her face, come sliding over her face, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   looked up at me.

Her eyes were wide with utmost incredibility she actually enjoyed practically.

Allah!

Yā Allaaaaaaah!

What a man at 61!

What a man at 61!

He couldn’t be 61.

He is really 28, as her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girl friends claim who fuck Durgesh, despite his protests and warnings to them.

He appeared 28 only ever, never 61.

We looked at each other for a long moment before I reached out one hand and stroked her hair.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   closed her eyes and pressed her head into my hand.

All was well between us.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt sighed happily, as she saw me smile.

Teasingly, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt slid the tip of her greedy, ravenous, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue out of her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth and tried to catch some of my Hindu come.

I chuckled as I watched.

Kħadījah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt scooped some of my seed up on two of her fingers and held them to her daughter’s crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips.

Opening her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt sucked greedily.

Watching her eat my come so eagerly, I felt a stirring in my almost flaccid Uncut Hindu Cock.

I shook my head as I wondered what I had done to deserve such pleasure.

“Sorry darling.” Her eyes burned into my as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  just looked at me, her head on one side, her greedy, ravenous, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue licking her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips, seeking more of my Hindu come.

“What for, Abbū’s best friend?”

“Hurting you darling.”

“I wanted it, Abbū’s best friend.” Her eyes told me Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  was speaking the truth.

Before I could reply, a sound from the bedroom I shared with her Ammījān caused us both to start.

We were mere feet from the door and if it was opened it would be impossible to explain away the fact that I was sitting with my Uncut Hindu Cock out of my jeans and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt between my thighs.

My come on her lips would be the icing on the cake.

Standing up, I pulled Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt to her feet,

“Come darling, I think you need a shower.”

Lifting her gently in my arms, I cradled her as I carried her back into her bedroom, kicking the door quietly closed behind us as I made for her en-suite.

Nestling into my broad Hindu chest, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   could feel my Hindu come on her skin.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  sighed contentedly, knowing Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  was mine and that I would keep her safe always.

The warmth of my Hindu body relaxed Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   as I carried her in my arms across her bedroom floor.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  licked her crimson, quivering, passionate, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān lips and smiled as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  tasted my Hindu cum once more.

Just a few minutes ago I had held her head in place, as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt struggled to get free, fucking her throat until I pulled my Uncut Hindu Cock out to come into her mouth.

For a few moments Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   had panicked; fear induced by my vice like grip on her head and by her inability to breathe.

But that fear had subsided when she looked up and saw my face.

In that moment I was not her Abbū’s best friend Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had grown up adoring, I was a Hindu man using a Sunni Musalmān woman.

A Hindu man who needed release.

And Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt wanted me to have it.

When my Hindu Vīrý had splashed into her mouth it had startled her.

It was the first time Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had ever watched and simultaneously experienced an Uncut Hindu Cock spasm and shoot come.

The feel of me, the pure force, as it hit into her mouth had surprised her.

It had also aroused her and now as I carried her to the shower Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt could feel hot wet the material of her robe was.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had become so aroused, her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt had flooded and soaked her robe.

My forced use of her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth had scared her and also aroused her.

As I had thrust into her throat Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  had ground her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt hard onto her heel, feeling the hardness ease her need enough to allow her to concentrate just on my pleasure.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   blushed as she thought of a recurring fantasy Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had once had.

Being forced to submit to a Hindu.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had always been a “good extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl” and being forced to submit to a Hindu, took away her responsibility for whatever happened, even when she enjoyed it more than the Hindu himself.

Of course, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had never been in such a situation.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  was too cautious and sensible for that; but the fantasy had always been there.

And tonight I had; albeit unknowingly; fulfilled that fantasy, at least in part.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt nestled into my chest, her face pressed to me, my heartbeat in her ear.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt sighed contentedly and rubbed her face against my chest. I chuckled as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt moved,

“Feeling good, darling?”

Nodding, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   smiled happily.

I reached the door of her en-suite and pushed open the door to the small room.

Setting her carefully onto her feet in the middle of the room, I stepped back from her and smiled into her eyes.

“Are you sure you are ok, sweetie? I was pretty rough with you out there.” My voice cracked slightly as I recalled my selfish use of my pretty darling.

But as I was utmost experienced in such matters, I knew, most of the Musalmān Beauties loved utmost being used by their Hindu lover in such a way.

“Yes Abbū’s best friend!” Rising onto her tiptoes Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   kissed me softly on my Hindu lips, “I already told you that!” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled into my eyes, wanting me to understand that whatever I did was perfect with her.

Smiling down at her, seeing her sparkling eyes and soft lips, I couldn’t resist reaching out to brush a stray tendril of her honey blonde hair from her face.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was so precious and I was so grateful for the gift Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had given me.

The gift of herself.

I felt tears of utmost gratitude flood my eyes, emotional that Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was giving herself me so freely.
We just couldn’t stop fighting.

It was getting worse and when I had told Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt earlier that I should leave, I had meant it.

But I had also meant it when I asked her; in response to her frightened question of whether I meant it, how I could leave now.

I knew I could never leave Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt, my Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt.

Looking to the side I lifted Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s hairbrush and smiling at her teasingly said,

“Now young lady, turn around. Your hair is a mess!”

Giggling, Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   obeyed and stood still while I started to run the brush through her slightly tangled mane.

I marveled at how soft it was, how it seems to sparkle and shine like spun gold in the light.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   felt the brush on her hair and sighed as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt let me take care of her.

It felt so good to have me brush her hair.

It felt so good to be so cared for.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  moaned softly, enjoying the tingles that ran from her scalp over her body as the brush worked out the small tangles and brushed her hair to a shine.

After a few moments, I felt a twinge in my Hindu crotch once more.

I shook my head as I mocked myself mentally,

“There is no chance bud” I thought to myself.

I swatted her right ass cheek gently with the back of the brush before setting it aside to put my hands on Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s shoulders.

I gently started to massage her shoulders.

I knew that the position Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  had been in on the stairs had put pressure on her shoulders and neck and I wanted to ease it.

Gently my fingers worked out the knots that had built up in her muscles.

I felt her react to my touch, a slight jump as I found a tender spot, a slump when I worked it free.

Smiling, I worked gently, enjoying the sounds of her moans and mews.

I slid my hands down her spine, the silk of her robe slippery under my fingers.

I moved my hands around her waist, enjoying the feel of her as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  stepped back against me.

Deftly I untied the loose knot holding the sash of her robe open and stepped back, chuckling as I heard her groan of protest, and eased the robe from her body.

Seeing her naked extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass, I chuckled once more,

“No panties, my sweet one?”

My fingers slid up her stomach, pulling her tank top over her head.

I smiled as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  obediently raised her arms, without speaking, to let me remove her clothes.

Resisting the temptation to cup her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān breasts as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  pressed her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass into my throbbing Hindu crotch, I tutted at her softly and pushed her forward a step before running my hands down over her stomach.

I loved the way her soft skin felt so warm and smooth on my fingers.

I loved the feel of the little diamante belly stud as my thumb dragged over it.

I slid my hands around her waist and down over her extremely beautiful round Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass.

My body reacted to the feel of her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass cheeks cupped in my hands, tingles and shivers running over me and my Uncut Hindu Cock spasming in my jeans.

Shaking my head at my wishful thinking I ran my hands up the length of her spine and back to her shoulders and neck where I concentrated on making sure there were no tender spots or knots.

“I am going to massage you constantly, darling.”

Putting my mouth down to her ear I continued, “I want to make you feel as good as you make me feel.”

My Uncut Hindu Prick flicked over her earlobe and traced the outline of her ear as my fingers dug a little harder into her tight muscles.

I kissed her earlobe gently then blew on the moisture, teasing her and getting a little moan of need in response.

I chuckled lightly and moved my mouth from her ear.

Throwing her head back Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   let out a moan as my magic fingers worked out all the pressure in her shoulders and neck,

“Mmm, Abbū’s best friend, that feels so good.”

Her whole body was relaxing in response to the activity of my active Hindu fingers.

I smiled as I kissed the top of her head.

Finishing my massage, I ran my hands gently over her shoulders and back, down to her sweet ass.

I really couldn’t get enough of Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s ass, I reflected.

I squeezed her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass playfully and then took my hands away, only to lightly swat her right ass cheek.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   jumped and yelped in mock pain, turning to face me,

“That hurt!” Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt pouted, batting her eyelashes at me.

I shook my head as I laughed at her antics.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  made me so very happy, in so many ways I thought.

“Right, missy!” I pretended to scold her, “You have been a very dirty extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl tonight and I think you need a good wash!”

I made to grab Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   and missed as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt squealed with delight and darted out of reach to the other side of the bathroom.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt stood there naked, giggling, no trace of self-consciousness.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt no need to hide her nude body from me.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt loved me as my woman and knew I loved her too that way.

And Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt enjoyed watching my eyes roam over her.

Looking stern, I moved across the room and captured her in my arms, lifting her from the floor.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt kicked and struggled, playing with me as I carried her to the shower cubicle.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   giggled and protested as I dumped her unceremoniously into the shower.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt watched as I turned the water to cold, her eyes widening.

“You wouldn’t! Would you?” The certainty in her initial statement was waning with her question.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt was answered with a sudden, shocking jet of water.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   screamed in protest, her skin dimpling and her nipples peaking instantly.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt tried to move from the jets of cold water pounding down onto her body but she was held in place by me.

I chuckled as I watched her squirm and struggle; turned off the cold water with one hand as with the other I shucked off my shirt and jeans.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   standing shivering as she  watched me undress.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt shuddered with cold as I stepped into the cubicle beside her.

I turned the knobs controlling the water temperature and now warm water was flowing gently over her body.

I reached up to angle the showerhead so the water landed on her forehead, just on her hairline, as I tilted her head back and kissed her hard.

The kiss totally distracted her and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt melted into my Hindu arms.

Both her arousal and the warm water were raising her body temperature.

The stream of water flowing onto her hairline made her shiver, sending tingles throughout her body.

My Uncut Hindu Prick was probing her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth, arousing her.

Slowly I broke the kiss and pulled away.

I smiled at her and lifted a large, natural sponge from the small bench.

I rubbed it over her belly, in small circular motions; the water soaking into the dry sponge making it soft as it was trailed over her stomach.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   closed her eyes and stood enjoying the sensations of the water tingling over her body, the way it hit her hairline was so relaxing and the movements of the sponge adding to the hedonism of the moment.

Moaning softly Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt all tension melt from her, the shock of the cold water, just moment earlier, made this even more erotic and Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt smiled as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt me moving the sponge up over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān breasts.

“Darling, I am going to wash you, every inch of you.” My words were coming as I opened a bottle of body wash and holding it over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān breasts dripped the contents onto her skin.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   opened her eyes to watch as the white, creamy liquid dripped slowly onto her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān breasts.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  watched it start to flow from the bottle, coating her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān breasts; her nipples peeking through the slick covering.

I began slowly to move the sponge over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān breasts, the lotion lathering as I made circular movements.

The suds were slipping down her body with the flow of water.

As I moved the sponge over her body Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   mutely followed my directions; raising her arms one by one, then turning as I washed her back.

The sponge, nudging between her legs, drew a moan from her as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt felt me slide the sponge over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips and down the skin of her inner thighs.

Every moment was both pleasure and torture.

Every moment filled with the weight of our unspoken words, heavy with our joint desire.

Smiling gently at Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt as I carefully washed her beautiful, young Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body I reached down and kissed her tenderly on the top of her head.

The sponge held in one hand, still moving it over her body, I reached between her legs with my other hand.

I used two fingers to hold her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Slit open as I eased my Uncut Hindu Prick up and down between her folds.

I watched her eyes glaze over as I ran my tip over her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty.

I felt her body jerk in reaction to the stimulation of my Uncut Hindu Lund as I teased her swelling Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān bud.

Smiling to myself as I enjoyed her instantaneous reaction to my touch I continued to circle her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitty before moving to press my Uncut Hindu Penis hard onto it.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt gasped as she started to come around my Uncut Hindu Lund.

Her legs buckled and I caught her in my strong Hindu arms, supporting her as the spasms of her orgasm weakened her.

Feeling her calm, I ran the sponge over her body once more, enjoying watching her reaction to the sponge.

Finally, I set the sponge aside and watched as the water flowed over her soapy body, rinsing her clean.

I smiled as I watched her blink as some water got into her eyes and I reached a thumb out to wipe the water from her eye.

Tenderly I turned her to face the wall, pulling her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān nakedness against mine.

Wrapping my arms around her, I whimpered words of love and promise.

I reached for another bottle and poured some of the liquid onto my palm before carefully applying it to her long hair.

Lovingly I lathered the shampoo, washing her hair, my fingers slipping through it as I made sure to take care not to get any into her eyes.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   leant against my Hindu chest as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt enjoyed every second of this unique attention.

My chest felt so broad and strong against her back.

She didn’t want the moment ever to end.

Letting the water wash the suds from her hair I sighed as I felt her body pressed tight against mine.

I slid my hands onto her shoulders and down over her arms, loving our shape.

My hands caught hers and our fingers entwined as we stood leaning against each other in the stream of warm water.

Pulling away slowly from her again, I reached for the conditioner.

Filling my palm with the thick crème, I ran my fingers through her hair, pausing as I came to a tangle, feeling her tense as though afraid I would pull her hair.

Making soothing noises I worked the tangle out gently and ran my fingers through her hair again to ensure each strand was coated.

Once more, I held Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt close as the water rinsed her hair of the lotion.

I closed my eyes, inhaling her scent as I allowed my hands blindly to move over her body.

Trying to ingrain every curve and plane of her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān form into my mind, I smiled.

I struggled with my thoughts.

I knew that what we had shared was wrong in the eyes of traditional Musalmān society.

I knew that, according to them, I should never have known Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt this intimately by the rules of the culture the Musalmeen lived in.

But actually, it had felt so right, so natural.

And it was.

It did feel so right.

As Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt had said, it felt as though it was meant to be.

It felt as though it had always been destined.

I shook my head as I laughed at This notion.

I had never believed in destiny.

But, yet, This felt so good.

Surely, something that felt this good couldn’t be wrong.

I sighed.

I knew that Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   had meant it when Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt said ‘Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  is yours, Durgesh, forever.’

I knew that Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt would not end This.

I knew that if it were to end it would be up to me to do so.

And I could never do it.

I was a Hindu.

My fingers bit into her waist.

I couldn’t do that to her.

I could never hurt her that way.

I couldn’t hurt my little extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān girl so badly.

I also acknowledged that my self-control wasn’t strong enough to be able to resist her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān female charms.

Neither I wanted it to be ever.

Not now, I had tasted us; not now, I had tasted Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt.

For better or worse, now we had started this, it would continue till we both exist.

Smiling gravely to myself, I acknowledged my Hindu decision.

One of the hardest I had ever had to contemplate and one I was entirely sure was right.

My body, my heart, my soul told me it was right, that this love was right.

It was right for me and right for Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt.

Hugging her hard I leant down and whimpered in her ear that it was the time to get out of the shower.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   looked at me over her shoulder, pulling a face as Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt protested my decision.

Chuckling at her expression, I flicked her nose gently with a finger, and attacked her without any ultimatum.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt screamed out of sheer sexual bliss as I made her my nude mare on her all fours, under the running shower, rode her from her behind, and entered her eagerly anticipating warm Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.

My hardest Uncut Hindu Lund invaded Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Choot in one single thrust.

She pushed back her nude round Sunni Musalmān ass into my nude Hindu lap and kissed me madly.

“Allah! Allaaaaah, my darling, Durgesh, that’s greeeeeeeeeeeat. Fuck me. Fuccccccccccccccccccck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, please! Make this love session as loooooong as we exist.”

I pulled out my Uncut Hindu Lund till only its head remained into her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Choot, and than invaded her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Choot again with such a brutal Hindu force she never experienced before.

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt screamed,

“Allaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! Your Uncut Hindu Lund is tearing my Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Choot apart, Durgesh darling, Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buåūlatul Muslimāt! Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Keep it on. Never stop! Please, never stop.”

My Uncut Hindu Lund was now constantly smashing and invading Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt’s Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Choot on her on request under the running shower.

She was kissing me madly.

She was urging me to fuck her harder more and more, deepest.

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

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. A deserving unfaithfulness

20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1

48. Making love and understanding everything

49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh

50. After the death of my husband

51. The everbest wives-1

52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

53. The most memorable Eidī of her life

54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared

55. You are the best. You don’t know

56. I’m not defeated even yet-1

57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah:  I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

66. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1

67. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2

68. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3

69. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4

70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives

71. It all happened just naturally-1

72. It all happened just naturally-2

73. Under Open Sky

74. Ammī the competent

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. The Extent

80.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

81.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

82. Three sons three Ammīs

83. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour

84. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect

85. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect

86. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction

87. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest

88.  Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged

89. Ahl-Al Bayt 7

90. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession

91. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued

92. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued

93. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession

94. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More

95. Ahl-Al Bayt 13

96. Ahl-Al Bayt 14

97. Ahl-Al Bayt 15

98. Ahl-Al Bayt 16

99. Ahl-Al Bayt 17

100. Ahl-Al Bayt 18

101.Ahl-Al Bayt 19

102. Ahl-Al Bayt 20

103. Ahl-Al Bayt 21

104. Ahl-Al Bayt 22

105. Ahl-Al Bayt 23

106. Ahl-Al Bayt 24

107. Ahl-Al Bayt 25

108. Ahl-Al Bayt 26

109. Ahl-Al Bayt 27

110. Ahl-Al Bayt 28

111. Ahl-Al Bayt 29

112. Ahl-Al Bayt 30

113. The everincreasing infinite lust

114. The women in my life

115. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

116.  A Deep Conflict-1

117. I’m never ashamed of it

118. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

119. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

120. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

121. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

122.  Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

123. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

124. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

125. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

126. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

127. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

128.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

129. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

130. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

131. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

132. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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 تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

21. Majājī Kħudā: 1

22. Majājī Kħudā: 2

23. Majājī Kħudā:3

24. Majājī Kħudā:4

25. Majājī Kħudā: 5

26. Majājī Kħudā: 6

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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 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

21. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

22. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

23. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

24. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

25. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5

26. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

27. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42

28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2

30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3

31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4

32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1

33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4

34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3

35. Saamved: Mantr 1

36. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1

37. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10

38. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik

39. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

40.  Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3

41. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4

42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6

43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6

44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7

45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8

46. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6

47. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22

48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25


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Ahal-Al Bayt

Durgesh

chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Durgesh Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt

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

She looked up into my eyes,

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

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

“Yes baby, I believe you will…..”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt knew that for certain.

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

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

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

Not when it came to making me happy.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My Uncut Hindu Cock.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My lips claiming hers as mine.

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

She stood before me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shy of me.

Worried that I would not find her pretty.

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

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

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

Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt truly was breathtaking.

And Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt  was mine.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rewarded to love and fuck my precious darling always.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I could hardly believe what was happening.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt nodded once more.

I dropped her onto her bed.

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

Open wide for her Abbū’s best friend.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mutely Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was spasming and contracting.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was comforting Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt.

Gradually I felt Fātimah Sarvar-e-Kāýnāt   calm.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But I couldn’t.

Not the first time.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The pleasure I was giving her was driving her crazy.

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

Chapter 27

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

1. Bahoo Bégum

2. The obsession

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. A deserving unfaithfulness

20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2

21. Yåqūb Family-1

22. They conspired against me

23. A secret Smile

24. A new young wife at sixty

24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife

26. The Beaming Knowledge

27. The three pregnants-1

28. The three pregnants-2

29. In the Moonlight

30. Sālī, Ammījān!

31. Now entirely secured and safe

32. She needed me extremely

33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī  seduced me

35. Her Brilliant Decisions-1

36. Her Brilliant Decisions-2

37. Her Brilliant Decisions-3

38. Her Brilliant Decisions-4

39. No Hindu, Please!

40. Only Hindus, Please!

41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter

42. I do hate hypocrisy

43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride

44. Hell, I revolt

45. She loved me all along

46. She told the untold-1

47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1

48. Making love and understanding everything

49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh

50. After the death of my husband

51. The everbest wives-1

52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now

53. The most memorable Eidī of her life

54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared

55. You are the best. You don’t know

56. I’m not defeated even yet-1

57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife

58. Yūsuf or Kr’shñ?-1

59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah:  I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh

60. A rapist Hindu Piya-1

61. Åli Muħammad Satyarthi-1

62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad

63. Raziyah Akbar Aurangzeb-1

64. I live with him

65. The only man she loved

66. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1

67. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2

68. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3

69. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4

70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives

71. It all happened just naturally-1

72. It all happened just naturally-2

73. Under Open Sky

74. Ammī the competent

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. The Extent

80.Ashvinātam intimacy-1

81.Ashvinātam intimacy-2

82. Three sons three Ammīs

83. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour

84. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect

85. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect

86. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction

87. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest

88.  Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged

89. Ahl-Al Bayt 7

90. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession

91. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued

92. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued

93. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession

94. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More

95. Ahl-Al Bayt 13

96. Ahl-Al Bayt 14

97. Ahl-Al Bayt 15

98. Ahl-Al Bayt 16

99. Ahl-Al Bayt 17

100. Ahl-Al Bayt 18

101.Ahl-Al Bayt 19

102. Ahl-Al Bayt 20

103. Ahl-Al Bayt 21

104. Ahl-Al Bayt 22

105. Ahl-Al Bayt 23

106. Ahl-Al Bayt 24

107. Ahl-Al Bayt 25

108. Ahl-Al Bayt 26

109. Ahl-Al Bayt 27

110. Ahl-Al Bayt 28

111. Ahl-Al Bayt 29

112. Ahl-Al Bayt 30

113. The everincreasing infinite lust

114. The women in my life

115. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh

116.  A Deep Conflict-1

117. I’m never ashamed of it

118. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise

119. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1

120. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2

121. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3

122.  Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4

123. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5

124. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1

125. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2

126. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3

127. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4

128.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5

129. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6

130. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7

131. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8

132. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9

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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:

1. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 1

2. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 2

3. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 3

4. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 4

5.Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 5

6. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 6

5. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 7

7. Tujhé Dékhā Tujhé Chāhā: 8

8. Karwā Chauth kā Rozā

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 تُكَذِّبَانِ16Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’

17. Ahal-e-Bait-1

18. Main térī dīvānī

19. Al Jihad: No incest: 1

20. Buniyādī insānī ħaq

21. Majājī Kħudā: 1

22. Majājī Kħudā: 2

23. Majājī Kħudā:3

24. Majājī Kħudā:4

25. Majājī Kħudā: 5

26. Majājī Kħudā: 6

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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 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

21. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

22. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

23. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

24. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

25. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5

26. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

27. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42

28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1

29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2

30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3

31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4

32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1

33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4

34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3

35. Saamved: Mantr 1

36. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1

37. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10

38. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik

39. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1

40.  Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3

41. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4

42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6

43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6

44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7

45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8

46. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6

47. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22

48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25