Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh: 7

Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Durgesh Zāhidah Humāyūn

Durgesh Faraħ Taymūr

I shouted to Faraħ Taymūr as it was nearing the time to leave.

“Come on, Faraħ Taymūr, you are going to be late,”

“All right, all right, all right already,” Faraħ Taymūr said as she came running into the kitchen dressed in her red and gray plaid skirt and white blouse.

I kissed my beautiful Live in relationship Partner good-bye as she ran out of the house and into the garage, as she was almost late for work.

I really wasn’t in the mood to go to work today but I figured that I would go because I would be bored at home all by myself.

Besides, it was not good for either my Sex Empire with countless extremely attractive Musalmān Beauties or for my Social Service even, to them, to agree to an appointment and then not keeping it.

“I’m ready Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr said as she walked past me and out the side door.

Faraħ Taymūr never called me ‘daddy’ or ‘papa’.

She was twenty-eight now and understood very well, I was not her Abbū.

Her poor Abbū had lost his tremendously stunning Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān wife to me.

Even the fact, that he was being named for the next President of Pakistan, could not help him.

Her Ammī, Zāhidah Humāyūn, was a MNC Wonder of Pakistan, even more powerful than her Abbū, Dr. Taymūr Muħammad Åālam.

Faraħ Taymūr’s shoulder length blond wavy hair sparkled in the early morning sunlight as I followed behind her.

I opened the door to my Mercedes and unlocked the passenger door.

Faraħ Taymūr jumped in and I started my Mercedes.

“Did you study for your finals?” I asked as I pulled out of the driveway and accelerated down the street.

“Oh Durgesh darling, you know I always study,” Faraħ Taymūr said as she crossed her legs.

“Only four more days till PhD,” I said as I noticed the tremendously attractive young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān slit in her skirt.

Faraħ Taymūr was not careful?

Or, she was deliberately trying to attract and seduce me?

I couldn’t decide.

“I don’t even feel like going in today Durgesh,” Faraħ Taymūr said as she began to bounce her foot.

“I know sweetie, I don’t want to go to work today either,” I said as I turned the corner, again noticing the high tremendously attractive young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān slit in her skirt.

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā, was it deliberate?

Or, accidental only?

I turned the radio on, as I tried to turn my attention from Faraħ Taymūr’s legs to the song on the radio.

“I have an idea Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr said.

“What’s that honey,” I said as I turned the radio down to hear what Faraħ Taymūr had to say.

“I’ll cut class and you cut work. We’ll go, do something wild and crazy today,” Faraħ Taymūr said, smiled and looked into my eyes.

I couldn’t help but notice how much the lovely Faraħ Taymūr had developed.

At twenty-eight, she filled out nicely last year and she was beginning to look like a younger version of her Ammī.

Her perfect smile and her perfectly strait teeth gave her even one advantage over her Ammī.

Her green eyes along with the eyeliner she wore caused even me to drool over her.

Yes, living with so many young Musalmān stepdaughters now in Live in relationship, had brought a great change now even in my practical ethics.

I could now easily think of them as my potential Live in relationship Partners too that I never could earlier.

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!

Was Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan succeeding?

Or the various incestuous ultra modern Western Societies were influencing even my Ethics?

I shuddered.

Quite horrified inside.

Even her breasts were developed quite nicely as she had filled out to a 34C this year.

I knew that because I found one of her bras in the laundry once.

“That’s a nice idea sweetie but I don’t think so,” I smiled and pulled in front of her University.

“Are you sure Durgesh darling?” Faraħ Taymūr said with one last glimmer of hope in her eyes.

I was vigilant.

She had certain mischief in her eyes and voice, both.

“Go to University sweetie. It’s your last chance to remember your University, before you go out into the real world,” I said.

Faraħ Taymūr jumped out of my Mercedes with a slight look of disgruntlement on her face.

She didn’t think I’d reject her idea.

Now, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan would rebuke her.

If Faraħ Taymūr couldn’t do even what she’s told to do, how could Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan help her?

Whatsoever Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan is, she is not Allah personified after all.

Neither anyone can be ever.

I watched her walk up to the University door to make sure that she was in safely when I found myself slightly aroused.

I shrugged it off to the lack of sex with my Live in relationship Partner.

She had been sick somewhat for the last week and a half.

She requested for rest from my amazingly still day by increasing wild lovemaking.

I drove to work and parked my Mercedes in the lot behind the building today, instead of in the garage.

I went in and sat down at my desk hoping that I would have something to do today besides being bored.

“Good morning Durgesh,” Taymūr said as he passed my office with a cup of fresh coffee in his hand.

“Good morning Taymūr,” I replied as he disappeared around the corner and out of sight.

The morning was slow and boring.

I finished all of my menial tasks and had nothing left to do.

I seemed to be staring at the clock wishing I was at home and bored when I got up and went down to the cafeteria to see what they had for lunch today.

“Same as they have every day,” I mumbled to myself as I turned around to go back to my Chamber.

Along the way, I stopped at the coffee machine and poured myself a cup of coffee.

I went back to my Chamber and sat down hoping that a few hours had passed.

One look at the clock told me otherwise as it was only eleven thirty.

As I sat there, pondering what I wanted to do this weekend, something Faraħ Taymūr said to me this morning came to my mind.

“I’ll cut University and you can cut work today and we can go do something wild and crazy,” Faraħ Taymūr had said to me right before she went to the University.

A smile came across my face as I had never missed any work in my life, but today that streak was going to end.

I put away my papers and walked into Taymūr’s office.

“Taymūr, I’m not feeling well, I’m going to take the rest of the day off,” I said as I produced a fake cough.

I was looked at with stern disapproval before Taymūr finally uttered, “Oh all right, go on. I’d try to manage, Boss.”

Poor Taymūr!

He still had to work for his wife, under me.

Zāhidah Humāyūn wanted him to humiliate.

She refused to accept his resignation.

I went back to my Chamber and picked up a couple of papers I needed before walking out into the parking lot.

I was surprised by how warm it was as it was the second day of June.

Looking up into the sky, I noticed that there wasn’t a cloud in sight and that it was going to be a beautiful day.

I unlocked my Mercedes and climbed in behind the wheel.

I started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot.

I drove down the road somehow managing to catch every red light.

I turned the stereo on and listened to some country music in order to pass the time.

Along the way, I couldn’t help but wonder what I would be doing when I got home.

I knew there were a lot of things I needed to do but didn’t want to do.

I finally turned down my street.

I pulled up in front of my house and walked across the front yard to the porch.

I opened the mailbox, pulled the mail out, and leafed through the pile of envelopes in search of bills.

I unlocked the house and walked in.

I set the mail down on the coffee table in the living room and proceeded into the kitchen.

I turned the faucet on, filled a glass up with water, and downed it quickly.

“Ahhhhhhh,” I said as I set the glass down on the counter before turning around and slowly walking toward the stairs leading up to the bedrooms.

As I slowly began to ascend the stairs, I pulled at my tie around my neck.

I pulled the one end through the knot and left it hanging around my neck.

As I reached the top of the stairs, something startled me.

Someone just walked into my bedroom and it looked like my Live in relationship Partner.

I heard the bedroom door close so I quickly and quietly tip toed up to my own bedroom.

I had such countless bedrooms almost everywhere on the globe now.

My extremely beautiful countless Live in relationship Partners waited there eagerly for me.

From the sight of my Live in relationship Partner, I knew she must have been feeling better as she was wearing her seven-inch platform heels, the ones those are clear and completely open.

I listened through the door and I heard the sliding door that led from my bedroom to the balcony open.

“Hmm,” I uttered quietly as I guessed that my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, was going out to suntan.

I figured that I would surprise her, sneak up on her, and seduce her since we haven’t done it in nearly two weeks.

I was horny for Zāhidah Humāyūn, as hell and I needed to do something about it.

The curtain covering the sliding glass door was still closed but the slight breeze outside caused it to flutter.

I quickly walked over to the sliding door, kicking my shoes off in the process.

My heart was racing a mile a minute as I reached out and pulled the edge of the curtain back.

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā,” I said to myself softly as I saw my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, standing on the balcony in her heels and only a blouse covering her backside.

I quickly unbuckled my pants and unbuttoned them before pulling my zipper down.

I let my pants fall to the ground as I kicked them off to the side.

The Hindu erection I had in my underwear was throbbing as I pulled my shirt off over my head.

I tossed my shirt onto the bed and quickly dropped my underwear, causing my Uncut Hindu Lund to spring up and stand at full attention.

I was shaking and breathing heavy as I reached out and pulled the edge of the curtain back.

I saw my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, open her blouse and let it fall behind her and off of her arms until it fell to the ground.

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā,” I said when I saw my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, was wearing a thong bikini as she stood facing away from me.

The dark blue material came out of the top of her extremely gorgeous firm round perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān ass.

It was tied at the sides and only two little loops hung down where they were tied.

I watched my enormously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, kick her heels off and drop to her knees as she laid face first on the towel on the ground.

I began to stroke my throbbing Hindu member as I peered up between my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn’s lovely legs.

She lay with her legs parted slightly affording me an excellent view of her bikini covered Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mound.

Her extremely gorgeous firm round perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān ass looked a little smaller as I figured she lost some weight from being sick recently.

I began to stroke my Uncut Hindu Lund a little faster when I watched my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, reach up, untie her bikini top, and pull the straps off to the sides.

She leaned up a bit and pulled the material out from under her, giving me an incredible view of the sides of her lovely breasts.

I was surprised that my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, was being so risqué outside.

I couldn’t ever remember her having such a nice golden tan before.

I figured that maybe she was trying to surprise me by getting a tan, which was something she absolutely hated to do.

While I continued lightly to stroke my member while peering out the window I nearly choked when I watched my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, reach down by her hips and untie her thong.

Was she teasing me, consciously?

I felt pre cum begin to drip out of my Uncut Hindu Lund as I watched my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, pull the thin blue strap down out of her awfully elegant firm round perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān ass.

I couldn’t believe my immensely spectacular Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, was doing something so uninhibited, but I loved it.

Reaching behind her, my vastly dazzling Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, flipped the back strap of her thong down between her legs and left the rest of it lying under her.

One gaze between my terrifically striking Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn’s legs nearly caused me to cum when I saw how wet and aroused she was.

I continued to stroke my Uncut Hindu member as I peered out at my unwary Live in relationship Partner.

Her body looked so soft and supple yet tight and young.

I wanted to cum so badly but I knew that if I went out onto the balcony my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, would become embarrassed and throw the towel around her.

I continued to stare at every part of my massively dazzling Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, from her toes to her hair.

She looked too inviting lying there naked on the floor of the balcony.

I was still amazed by my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn’s  brazen behavior as she never before had been nude outdoors.

At least that I could remember off hand now.

I quickly let go of the curtain, went to the side of our bed, and lit the candles on both sides.

I ran down to the kitchen with my Uncut Hindu Lund bouncing back and forth with each step and filled up a small plastic container with ice cubes.

I grabbed a bottle of champagne, Zāhidah Humāyūn loved so much; and marched back up to my room.

I set the container of ice down and as quietly as possible opened the bottle of champagne.

I had a wine glass in our room so I poured it full.

I set the bottle down on the nightstand and quietly went back to the window.

I pulled the curtain back just enough to peer out and I was startled when I saw my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, sitting up and facing away from me while she tied her bikini bottom.

Next, she stepped into her sexy heels and bent down to pick up her top.

I nearly blew my load when she bent over and showed me her dripping wet awfully graceful perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot!

I knew my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, was about to walk through the door.

I couldn’t figure out what had gotten into her today.

I took a couple of steps back and turned around so I was facing away from my lovely Live in relationship Partner when she came through the door.

My breathing became rampant when I heard the clicking sound of her heels.

I held my hands down at my sides as I knew my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, was walking through the sliding door as I heard the curtain rustle.

I waited for her to gasp, as I was standing completely naked.

I could hear her walking across the carpeting toward me.

My heart was racing, as I knew she was standing right behind me.

“Ohhhhhh,” I moaned as I felt her soft fingers touch my naked back.

I began to tremble at the thought of this afternoon affair with my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn.

Slowly my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, slid her fingernails up my spine and then down my sides before sliding around to my stomach.

I felt her lean into me as her naked breasts pressed into my back.

Her nipples pressed into my Hindu flesh as she slowly slid her hands up my stomach and then over my chest.

“Oh baby,” I moaned as her fingers paused at my nipples, lightly squeezing them, and then scraping them with her nails.

I was surprised that my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, had long enough nails as I gazed down at her long slender fingers.

Eīshān, my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, got her nails done,’ I thought to myself as I watched her continue to scrape my nipples with the tips of her nails.

Again, I gasped when my greatly astonishing Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, slid one hand up my neck and the other down my stomach.

My very startling Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn’s soft fingers slid across my cheeks before she slid one finger in past my parted lips.

I clamped my lips around my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn’s finger and began to suck on it just as she wrapped her soft fingers around my Uncut Hindu Lund.

“Oh that’s it Durgesh darling, suck my finger.”

Immediately I stopped sucking on the finger that was in my mouth.

My eyes shot wide open.

I jumped completely around.

“Faraħ Taymūr,” I shouted!

She smiled teasingly at me, not as my stepdaughter, my intensely, exclusively loving me beloved, instead.

“What are you doing?” I yelled as I reached for my shirt to cover up my throbbing Hindu erection.

“Shhhhhh,” she said as she took another step toward me.

“Stop it,” I yelled as I realized that the shirt I was covering myself with, wasn’t even covering my member.

“Shhhhh…Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr said as she continued to walk toward me.

The look of immense Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān female lust in Faraħ Taymūr’s eyes was evident as her eyes were half closed.

Her breasts looked wonderful as they jiggled slightly as she walked up to me again.

“Faraħ Taymūr, stop it and go to your room,” I ordered sternly, as for some reason I still stood before her with a raging Hindu erection.

“It’s OK Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr cooed as she leaned in and kissed me ever so softly on my lips.

I tried to resist as I held my mouth motionless while Faraħ Taymūr began to kiss my Hindu lips.

The feel of her soft sexy Pakistani Musalmān mouth gently kissing and biting at my Hindu lips felt incredible.

I felt Faraħ Taymūr lean in, even closer, as her Pakistani Musalmān nipples grazed my Hindu chest.

I still tried to resist but when Faraħ Taymūr wrapped her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān fingers around my Uncut Hindu Lund, I lost nearly all my self-control.

Moreover, why the hell I needed it?

To regret her offer?

Why?

Faraħ Taymūr was not a child anymore.

She was a perfectly legal adult person now for past ten years.

If she wanted me, why the hell shouldn’t I oblige her?

Only because her Ammījān had offered me herself before she did?

Nonsense!

Yet, I tried to make her realize what she was doing.

“Faraħ Taymūr, this is wrong,” I said curtly as Faraħ Taymūr leaned into me, smashing her young ripe Pakistani Musalmān breasts into my Hindu chest.

“It’s all right Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr said as she looked deeply into my eyes before returning her mouth to my Hindu lips.

Ever so lovingly, I felt Faraħ Taymūr begin to stroke my Uncut Hindu Lund as she slipped her tongue past my lips and into my mouth.

Suddenly I found myself moaning into Faraħ Taymūr’s mouth as I kissed passionately back at her.

As we continued to kiss, I felt Faraħ Taymūr slowly begin to drop to her knees.

Her luscious Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān lips slipped from my mouth down to my neck.

I couldn’t believe Faraħ Taymūr was this wild as I felt her slide her tongue down my neck and across my chest.

Looking down I was amazed at how Faraħ Taymūr placed her lips over my nipple and began to suck.

When she bit my nipple, I couldn’t help but to moan.

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā, Faraħ Taymūr,” I moaned as she began to kiss and lick her way down my stomach.

I felt her head slide lower and suddenly I felt my Uncut Hindu Lund hit her chin.

“Oh Faraħ Taymūr stop,” I ordered sternly as I tried to step back but couldn’t because I was against the side of the bed.

I stared down into her extremely beautiful eyes as she looked back up at me with my Uncut Hindu Lund in her hand.

“Faraħ Taymūr, stop before we do something you’d regret,” I mumbled as I watched her hold my Uncut Hindu Lund while she slid her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth up and down the Hindu length of my member.

“I’d never regret it.” Faraħ Taymūr hissed, smiling wickedly, “I’m regretting my past ten years of legal adulthood why the hell I didn’t enjoy the supreme bliss already around me to bless me. What a damnfool I was.”

Faraħ Taymūr looked up into my eyes as she slowly began to lick up and down the entire length of my Uncut Hindu Lund.

Our eye contact never broke as she slid her tongue up to the tip of my Uncut Hindu Lund before opening her mouth and accepting my Hindu member.

Eīshān,” I cried out as I instinctively reached down and held her head.

Her golden blonde hair was as soft as I looked over to the vanity and watched her in the mirror as her head began to slide up and down.

I have never been so turned on in my life as I was right now, or so I felt.

I knew I was dripping pre cum into Faraħ Taymūr’s extremely stunning Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth while she continued to suck on my throbbing Uncut Hindu Lund.

I felt my Hindu balls beginning to tingle as my heart rate was through the roof.

I could feel this impending orgasm welling up from deep inside.

Looking down I watched as Faraħ Taymūr reached behind me and cupped my ass as she continued to suck on my Uncut Hindu Lund.

“Oh Faraħ Taymūr, you’re gonna make Durgesh darling cum,” I said as I started to tremble.

Faraħ Taymūr continued to look up into my eyes while she gave me the one of most incredible blowjobs of my life.

Looking into her lust filled eyes sent me over the edge as I felt my nuts begin to spasm.

“Oh Faraħ Taymūr, here it comes” I moaned as I began to grunt and thrust my hips.

I held Faraħ Taymūr’s head as I began to fuck Faraħ Taymūr’s extremely stunning Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth with all my might.

The sight of my Uncut Hindu Lund sliding in and out of Faraħ Taymūr’s extremely stunning Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth was surreal.

When I felt my Uncut Hindu Lund slide down Faraħ Taymūr’s throat until her face touched my groin, I began to cum.

I felt my Hindu cum race up my shaft and shoot out into her extremely stunning Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth.

I don’t know if she ever gave head before but I knew one thing.

Faraħ Taymūr swallowed!

“Ughhhhh,” I grunted over and over as I felt Faraħ Taymūr’s extremely stunning Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth became slipperier and slipperier from my Hindu cum.

The look in her eyes told me she never had done this before.

She continued to suck on my Uncut Hindu Lund as she smiled at me after I finished cumming.

Slowly Faraħ Taymūr stood up.

She reached for the wine glass and picked it up, handing me the one filled with juice.

Before I could take a drink, she clanked our glasses together and wrapped her arm around mine.

We both looked deeply into each other’s eyes as we drank our champagne and juice until the glasses were empty.

Faraħ Taymūr took the glasses and set them down on the nightstand.

She turned me around and then she sat on the edge of the bed.

Reaching out she took my hands and guided me down to my knees between her spread open legs.

Looking up at Faraħ Taymūr I knew there was no stopping this.

I dropped to my knees and took her ankle in my hand.

I lifted her leg and slipped the sexy platform off her foot.

Those shoes make her look so incredibly hot.

I began to kiss her thigh’s using my lips and tongue to suck practically on her soft golden skin.

As I continued to kiss her thighs, I inched closer to her thong covered awfully graceful perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot.

“Mmmmmm, Durgesh darling, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! ” Faraħ Taymūr moaned softly as I slid my tongue closer to her thong covered labia.

I could see the dark wet spot between her thighs as she spread her legs apart a little farther.

I figured it was now or never.

I placed my lips on the wet spot of her panties.

“Oh Durgesh,” Faraħ Taymūr moaned as I could feel her swollen Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot on my lips through her wet sticky thong.

Just then, Faraħ Taymūr pushed herself up, reached down, and grabbed a hold of my wrists.

Slowly, Faraħ Taymūr pulled me up until her breasts were right in front of my face.

I could feel Faraħ Taymūr breathing on my face as she continued to guide my hands up to her golden globes.

My hands began to tremor as my fingers were about to touch Faraħ Taymūr’s soft breasts.

“It’s OK Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr whispered to me as she looked down into my eyes.

“But sweetie we shouldn’t,” I said as she drew my hands near enough to feel her body warmth.

“Nonsense. Go ahead Durgesh darling touch them,” Faraħ Taymūr moaned as she placed her breasts in the palms of my hands.

“Allah, Yā Allaaaaah!”

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!”

We both moaned simultaneously as she slid her hands on top of mine and squeezed, causing my hands to grip Faraħ Taymūr’s breasts.

Faraħ Taymūr raised her hands to my face and cupped my cheeks as she slowly began to guide my face to her beautiful tits.

Using my thumb, I began to press on her nipples and work circles around her areolas causing her to cry out in passion.

“Oh yes Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr cried out as she pulled my face into her bosom.

Suddenly I found my face in Faraħ Taymūr’s cleavage as she used her arms to press her breasts together.

I still had my hands on Faraħ Taymūr’s breasts, cupping them as I began gently to kiss her mounds.

The soft flesh of Faraħ Taymūr’s breasts and the feel of her body heat felt as inviting as I kissed my way closer to her nipple.

“Oh squeeze my nipples Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr panted as I slid my palm over her areola and across her nipple.

Faraħ Taymūr let out a squeal as I placed my palm over her taught bud and squeezed.

Her nipple stiffened even more against my fingers as I rapidly flicked my finger and thumb over her sensitive bud.

I squeezed lightly on Faraħ Taymūr’s nipple causing her to scream as she wrapped her legs around me tightly.

“Oh Durgesh darling, don’t stop,” Faraħ Taymūr moaned as she finally removed her hands from my face.

I removed my palm from her nipple and pushed both of her soft young breasts together until both of her nipples were touching.

“Please Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr begged, as I looked into her lust crazed eyes.

“Please squeeze them both,” she moaned as she leaned her head back in ecstasy.

Her nipples looked incredible as they were touching themselves.

I lowered my palm to Faraħ Taymūr’s young breasts, squeezing both nipples at once.

“Yā Allaaaaah! Måshā Allah! Subħān Allah! “Faraħ Taymūr moaned as I squeezed both of her nipples at the same time.

I felt her place her hands on my face.

Ever so slowly, Faraħ Taymūr began to push my head from her breasts down toward her stomach.

I felt her stomach begin to quiver as I kissed and nibbled my way toward her navel.

I paused there for a moment and kissed around her navel until I was again nudged lower by her hands.

Suddenly I began to tremble as my lips touched the top edge of her thong.

“Oh Faraħ Taymūr, we can still stop,” I said softly as I kissed her bush through her thong.

Looking up into my eyes, Faraħ Taymūr smiled and said,

“Who the hell wants to stop Durgesh darling? Go ahead and fuck me.”

Again, I felt Faraħ Taymūr place her hands around my wrists as she placed my hands on her hips where her thong was tied together.

I slowly wrapped the ties of her thong around my finger and pulled, causing her thong to become untied.

Using my fingers, I untied the top of the material and pulled the material down exposing her neatly trimmed bush.

At the bottom of Faraħ Taymūr’s bush was the Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān treasure I was waiting for.

Her young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot was swollen and wet.

Her lips were puffed outward and parted as they glistened in the light.

I could smell Faraħ Taymūr’s scent that caused me to drip pre cum onto the carpeting below.

Again, Faraħ Taymūr placed her hands on my face.

Our eyes met and neither one of us could stop now, even if we wanted to.

Slowly Faraħ Taymūr began to guide my Uncut Hindu Lund closer and closer to her awfully graceful perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot.

“Oh Durgesh darling go ahead, fuck me.” Faraħ Taymūr panted as she looked into my eyes as she placed my Uncut Hindu Lund on her wet sticky Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot.

Faraħ Taymūr began to moan as she fell onto her back as I began to snake my Uncut Hindu Lund  into her slippery awfully graceful perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot.

“Yā Allaaaaah! Oh my God Durgesh darlinggggg,” Faraħ Taymūr moaned as she spread her legs even wider allowing me even easier access to her swollen wet Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot .

“Yā Allaaaaah! Oh God, fuck me Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr began to moan over and over as she began to squirm on the mattress.

I reached up and placed my hands on her hips to try to steady her as she squirmed on my Uncut Hindu Lund.

I could taste her juices on my Uncut Hindu Penis as her awfully graceful perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot was wetter than my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn’s ever got.

I began lightly to rub my Uncut Hindu Lund around her clit eliciting even deeper moans that were more carnal.

“Mmmmmm I’m gonna cum on your Uncut Hindu Lund Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr moaned as she continued to thrash about on my bed.

Suddenly I felt Faraħ Taymūr tense up as her legs wrapped around my waist like a vice.

She began to shake and tremble as she exploded into an orgasm on my Uncut Hindu Lund.

“Yā Allaaaaah! Yā Allaaaaah! Måshā Allah! Subħān Allah,” Faraħ Taymūr cried out as I felt her awfully graceful perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot begin to flood my Uncut Hindu Lund.

Her panting, thrashing, and screaming nearly caused me to cum as I penised between her soft legs.

Again, Faraħ Taymūr reached down and pulled my Uncut Hindu Lund  into her, smashing my groin into her sopping wet awfully graceful perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot.

Finally, after several minutes Faraħ Taymūr slowed down.

She released her grip around my waist as she spread her legs wider.

Our eyes became locked together as we both had a lust crazed look in our eyes.

“Make love to me Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr mouthed to me as she still lay on her back with her legs still dangling over my shoulders.

Slowly and with our eyes still glued to each other’s I risen to my feet with Faraħ Taymūr’s calves resting on my shoulders.

I pulled her back a bit until her extremely gorgeous firm round perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān ass was at the edge of the bed.

Looking down into Faraħ Taymūr’s eyes I slowly leaned forward until my Uncut Hindu Lund was twitching just outside the entrance of her awfully graceful perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot.

“Fuck me Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr said softly as she reached up and squeezed her breasts with me towering over her.

Ever so slowly, I pressed my Uncut Hindu Lund against Faraħ Taymūr’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot lips until I felt her awfully graceful perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot begin to part open.

“Oh Durgesh darling you’re so big,” Faraħ Taymūr hissed as she slid her legs down my arms, wrapping them around my waist.

Looking over in the mirror, I was breathless as I saw the image of Faraħ Taymūr’s legs wrapped around my waist while I gently made love to her.

“Look at me Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr said as she reached up and turned my face toward hers as I continued to thrust my swollen Uncut Hindu Lund  in and out of her tight wet Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān hole.

“Fuck me,” Faraħ Taymūr said.

I smiled at her.

“Fuck me Durgesh darling, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! “Faraħ Taymūr said softly.

I suddenly stopped fucking Faraħ Taymūr but remained buried deep inside her.

I looked down into Faraħ Taymūr’s eyes.

“Oh Durgesh darling, do it please,” she cried out as I felt her tight awfully graceful perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot continuing to grip at my Uncut Hindu Lund  as I remained buried deep inside.

“Yā Allaaaaah!  Durgesh,” Faraħ Taymūr screamed out as her nipple sprung way out, farther than when I squeezed on them.

I glanced over to my side and reached for the tub of ice cubes.

I took an ice cube between my fingers and while she continued to fuck me, I placed the ice cube directly on her swollen bud.

“Allah, Yā Allaaaaah! Oh my fucking Godddddd,” Faraħ Taymūr screamed as her hips began to thrust up and down, fucking me while I stood over her.

Reaching up, Faraħ Taymūr pulled herself all the way up and kissed me with passion like the one I haven’t seen since I was her age.

With her hand gripping my neck, her hips continued to thrust against my impaling Uncut Hindu Lund.

She kissed me again before looking directly into my eyes.

“Fuck me like you fuck Ammījān,” Faraħ Taymūr said as she let go of my neck and fell onto her back in front of me.

I leaned down and placed my hands next to her head as I braced myself.

“Fuck me Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr hissed as she was already doing a pretty good job of fucking me.

I continued looking into Faraħ Taymūr’s eyes as I began to rock my hips back and forth.

The feeling of her shoes digging into my lower back heightened the sensations I was experiencing as I was nearing another orgasm.

“Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh,” Faraħ Taymūr moaned over and over as she began to bounce up and down beneath me.

“Oh Durgesh darling, Faraħ Taymūr is gonna cum,” Faraħ Taymūr screamed as I felt her begin to buck against my Uncut Hindu Lund even harder.

I felt her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot clamping down around my Uncut Hindu Lund as Faraħ Taymūr began to quiver and shake.

She thrashed her head from side to side, as she bit her lower lip, the whole time her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

“Allah, Yā Allaaaaah! Oh my God I’m gonna cum again Durgesh darling,” Faraħ Taymūr moaned as she squeezed her long legs around my waist even tighter.

I could feel her juices flooding her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot as my Uncut Hindu Lund slid in and out easily.

I increased my tempo even faster causing one long continuous moan to escape her lips.

“Durgesh darlingggggggggggggggg,” Faraħ Taymūr moaned as her young body thrashed out of control.

Looking down at Faraħ Taymūr, her eyes were nearly closed as she continued to tremble and shake.

I could feel her begin to slow down as she released her legs around my waist and pushed me back.

Faraħ Taymūr jumped up and got on all fours with her knees at the edge of the bed.

Her shoes fell to the floor as her feet dangled off the edge of the bed.

Looking back over her shoulders Faraħ Taymūr said,

“Fuck me like you fuck Ammījān.”

I couldn’t believe my ears as Faraħ Taymūr reached behind her and spread her extremely gorgeous firm round perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān ass apart for me.

I reached down, held on to her soft warm hips, and quickly pushed my Uncut Hindu Lund into her now gaping Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot.

“Allah, Yā Allaaaaah! Oh God, Durgesh darling, I know this is how you like to fuck Ammījān,” Faraħ Taymūr said as she began to thrust back at my Uncut Hindu Lund.

“Oh Durgesh darling fuck me with that big Uncut Hindu Lund of yours, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāonHindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!” she said as she held on to the bed and pushed herself back at me even harder.

It went nonstop in various sex positions Faraħ Taymūr changed one after another.

I never knew Faraħ Taymūr was so much ravenous for me.

If I had, perhaps I’d have fucked her long long ago.

Perhaps she dreamed of me as soon as she was legally adult.

It was not our first fuck only.

Perhaps it was Faraħ Taymūr’s dreams of past ten years coming true.

We forgot every sense of time.

It seemed we fucked till infinity in infinite sex positions.

It was until I knew I wasn’t going to last long as my toes began to tingle and my nuts began to ache.

The sound of my hips slapping against the lovely Faraħ Taymūr’s perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān ass was like the sound of a symphony.

Faraħ Taymūr and I both began to grunt as we watched ourselves in the mirror.

We both knew we were doing the unthinkable, the unimaginable.

As I fucked Faraħ Taymūr from behind I watched her tits in the mirror as they swung back and forth.

“Allah, Yā Allaaaaah! Oh my God I’m gonna cum,” Faraħ Taymūr screamed as she began to gasp and shake.

“Oh Durgesh darling” She moaned out as she gripped the sheets in a clenched fist.

Faraħ Taymūr lowered her head into the mattress as she panted and moaned.

Her young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān body shook out of control.

Faraħ Taymūr climaxed over and over.

“Oh Durgesh darling, I’m cumming again,” Faraħ Taymūr cried out as a sheen of sweat coated her magnificent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān body.

I too began to sweat as I continued to pound Faraħ Taymūr’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot from behind.

“Faraħ Taymūr, you’re gonna make Durgesh darling cum,” I shouted as I was beginning to feel my nuts contract.

“I’m protected Durgesh darling, I want to feel you cum inside me, I myself don’t want any son of us for three years at least. Let me enjoy life for the period. And then I’d give you as many Hindu sons as you’d want.” Faraħ Taymūr moaned as she continued to push her extremely gorgeous firm round perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān ass back at my thrusting Uncut Hindu Lund.

That was all the encouragement I needed as my Hindu balls began to contract.

“Oh Faraħ Taymūr , Sālī, here it comes,” I shouted as the first wave of contractions sent my Hindu cum racing up my shaft and into Faraħ Taymūr ‘s wet Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot .

“Oh Durgesh darling, that’s so good” Faraħ Taymūr said as she now held herself still allowing me to finish cumming inside her.

I began to grunt over and over, as every nerve in my body was electrified.

My balls pumped my entire Hindu cream deepest into Faraħ Taymūr’s tight awfully graceful perfect Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot as she continued to watch us in the mirror.

“Mmmmmm Durgesh darling that was wonderful,” Faraħ Taymūr said as she slowly pulled off my rapidly deflating Uncut Hindu Lund.

Faraħ Taymūr looked at me and giggled causing me to relax a bit and giggle as well.

Suddenly there was a noise and we both looked at each other.

Faraħ Taymūr and I both looked at the clock and then back at each other.

“Ammījān’s home,” Faraħ Taymūr smiled and winked at me with my Uncut Hindu Lund still embedded deepest into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Pakistani Musalmān Choot.’ She dismounted confidently from the bed!

Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā!” I said, winking at Faraħ Taymūr myself.

Faraħ Taymūr marched up and picked up her bikini and shoes, running to my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn’s closet to place the sexy heels where she got them.

She took a couple of steps toward the door before running back to the bed to grab the bottle of champagne.

I quickly grabbed the glasses and when I turned around, I stood face to face with my naked Faraħ Taymūr.

Faraħ Taymūr and I shared one quick kiss as if we were saying thank you to each other before she ran down the hall to her room.

I quickly picked up the glasses and marched into the bathroom to take a shower.

Just as the bathroom door closed behind me, the bedroom door opened and my tremendously stunning Live in relationship Partner, Zāhidah Humāyūn, was home.

Chapter 8


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