Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh: 9

Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Durgesh Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī

Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Sex goddess

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī sat in silence, with her family, eating breakfast.
Everybody had different thoughts on his/her mind.
Her husband was flying out to Boston this morning for a week.
Her son in law and daughter were probably thinking of University .
Her thoughts carried her to that same time last night when her Hindu Nandoī asked her if Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī could pose for me, so I could take some pictures of my bike.
How did I put it?
I needed an ultra-modern, well cultured, highly educated PhD if possible, sophisticated, smartest Musalmān babe in the picture with my bike.
I was thirty two, though I claimed to be sixty two, bloody old Musalmān Cunt lover Hindu idiot, and my ever-changing hobby nowadays was to ride motocross bikes.
Fed up with Mercedes?
These half insane zillionaires!
Allah Allah!
Last year her husband and my most beautiful Saůūdī Årab, Panjvaqtah Namāzī yet most ultra-modern, Wahābī Musalmān Salhaj, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī, bought me a Honda bike.
Since then, all my spare time was dedicated to that.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī agreed last night to pose for me.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī thought it was important to me and it seemed harmless enough.
That was before I told my most beautiful Saůūdī Årab, Panjvaqtah Namāzī yet most ultra-modern, Wahābī Musalmān Salhaj Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī, that I wanted her to pose in a string bikini.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was so shocked, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī didn’t know how to answer, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī didn’t say anything, as I walked away.
Bloody ever sexy Hindu!
Durgesh is already fucking almost the entire extremely beautiful Musalmān houseladies.
Now he is after Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī too.
Allah! Yā Allaaaaah!

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī didn’t want to do it, it just didn’t feel right, but Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī decided to go along, as part of her deep down inside was saying go ahead.
Durgesh is a zillionaire.
It’s not intelligent to annoy the bloody ‘Musalmān ħasīnāon kā Hindu Kħasam!’, ‘Hindu husband of the Musalmān Beauties!’

Every time Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī thought of posing in her bikini, string bikini, a small shiver ran through her body, an excitement Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī haven’t felt in a long time.

Her husband, Ħaidar Jamāl Saiyad, and Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī were not sexually active, exactly.
They made love maybe once a month and it was usually too fast for her to have an orgasm.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī masturbated when no one was around, but it just wasn’t the same as doing something real, as having a real cock slide in and out of her.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī finished doing all her work that day and just tinkered around the house waiting for tonight.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī realized that maybe Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī should shave down there, just in case her Hindu Nandoī wanted to take a close shot of her and the bike, it would be embarrassing to have some of her pubic hair sticking out.
Yes, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was as ultra-modern as she’d never mind it too.
But the most of the so called ultra-moderns were actually damn hypocrites.
Musalmīn were especially.
Why instigate the Fatwā Brave, Fatwā Bahādur Maulānās and Maulavīs unnecessarily?
The ever Musalmān terrorists were always the problems.
Why instigate the crazy bastards too?

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī got the razor out and somehow got a little overzealous, because soon, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī had all her pubic hair completely shaved.
Her awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, Wahābī Musalmān Choot was completely bald, felt smooth and Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī loved the feeling when Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī rubbed it with her hands.
Now, no problem!
Let even the bloody ‘Musalmān ħasīnāon kā Hindu Kħasam!’ Watch it.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī smiled jubilantly.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī ran her fingers down past her awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, Wahābī Musalmān Choot and spread her legs open wide, proudly.
What a beautiful Choot!
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was immensely proud of her Musalmān Cunt.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt her tiny little Musalmān asshole and the area around it.
It always felt so good to rub that little spot.
Feeling some hair there, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī decided to shave them too.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī propped up the mirror and bending over with her back arched, looked behind.

Her heart stopped and her awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, Wahābī Musalmān Choot shivered.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was looking at herself from behind.
Her legs were spread wide apart, her awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, Wahābī Musalmān Choot opened up and already wet, and nestled between her two round ass cheeks was her asshole.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī had never looked at herself that way before, but now Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī couldn’t take her eyes off it.
Youth was youth after all.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was twenty eight only.
Qayāmat?
That was her ever romantic ever sexy Hindu Nandoī called her.
Well, she deserve the title, she thought conceitedly.
The combination of her dark, wet awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, Wahābī Musalmān Choot lips and that wrinkled hole above, was mesmerizing.
Durgesh would die on the spot if he ever watched it.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī smiled.
Slowly Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī picked up the razor and without taking her eyes off her extremely beautiful perfect young firm round Musalmān ass, shaved every hair that was there.

It felt so naughty to run the razor in between her extremely beautiful perfect young firm round Musalmān ass cheeks and down her crack.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was breathing hard and Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī noticed that her awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, Wahābī Musalmān Choot juices were dripping and running down her thighs.
Allah, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was discovering a totally new side of herself.
When Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was done, without changing position, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī ran her fingers down the crack of her extremely beautiful perfect young firm round Musalmān ass feeling the smoothness.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī rubbed her asshole while pinching her nipples.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was surprised that the feeling was so much greater than just rubbing her awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
It seemed like her legs opened up even more on their own, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was so spread, her finger rubbing her anal hole bringing her to a powerful orgasm.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was lost in this moment, this sexual act, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt her extremely beautiful perfect young firm round Musalmān ass open and realized with shock that her middle finger was stuck deep inside her Musalmān asshole.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was now finger fucking herself.
What if Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Lund were there, replacing her finger?
Allah, how lucky her Nanads, her sisters in law were.
They never had to fantasize.
They enjoyed the real Uncut Hindu Lund always.
Lucky Musalmān bitches.
Her young Musalmān body shuddered as a powerful orgasm swept over her.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī collapsed on the bed, and let the wonderful glowing feeling envelop her body.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī rested, thinking of how good this felt as it was the first time Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī ever had anything in her ass.
Unfortunately it was not Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Lund.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was a little ashamed of herself because of her upbringing and her Islamic religious beliefs, but Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī couldn’t deny the feeling it brought her.
It didn’t hurt, it just felt good and it gave her the best orgasm Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī ever had before.

At dinner time, one of her so many unmarried Nanads, still living with them, told her she will be spending the night with her girlfriend and that she would go to University from her house tomorrow morning.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt a little nervous, so during dinner Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī had several glasses of wine to relax herself.
Before Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī realized it, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī had already consumed the whole bottle of wine.
Western Culture.
The western people needed it to keep their bodies warm in their cold countries where their ancestors were expelled to, by then Hindu administration, due to their then unsocial attitude and activities.
India was Soné kī Chiđiyā, a Golden Bird then, ruling almost the entire globe profoundly and outstandingly successfully.
Ved was the Constitution in action those days.
The civilization was mostly confined to India and to the countries ruled by it.
The cold and hot countries, as well as the forests and mountains, were used to expel the unwanted disturbing unsocial and antisocial elements.
Present anti Hindu attitude, inherent in the most of the non Hindus nowadays, actually started in their those days of the dark history of their ancestors, as their helpless irrational unjust yet natural reaction.

When her Nanad, her sister in law, left; her Hindu Nandoī asked if Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was ready to pose.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was feeling relaxed with all the alcohol Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī had consumed.
She told me she would change and be right back.
I said that we would do the shooting in the garage.

After slipping into her bikini, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī looked at herself in the mirror.
Her heart stopped as Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī saw how much of her young Musalmān body Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was exhibiting.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī gathered her strength and walked downstairs in her bathrobe.
I was already waiting for her near my bike.
I had several lights set up around.
My bike was the center of everything.
“Hey, Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj, I’m ready. Go ahead and stand in front of the bike.” I told her.
Quite smiling sophisticated, yet with her heart racing, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī moved over to the bike.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī stood there looking at me, still deciding if Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī should do it or not.
“Well, Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,…you have to take that robe off ,” I said looking at her innocently.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī took a deep breath and took it off , throwing it to the side.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī saw my eyes widen as I held my breath.

Now Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī had nice breasts, they’re about 36 DD, which were the cause of attention when Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī went out.
They were natural ever erect and didn’t hang down even the slightest.
Her Hindu Nandoī was snow staring at them which were covered only by two thin pieces of material.
The material wasn’t big enough, and all the sides were rolling out, bare for me to see.
Her bikini bottom was in no better shape.
It was a triangle that covered her awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot and a tiny bit of the pubic area above it, but that’s it.
It was held together by strings that went high over her full hips.
The material hugged her awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot tight and her Hindu Nandoī could see the outline of her mount with the gash in the middle.

Because of the alcohol, or because of the Western Culture initially?, decide yourself , Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was not thinking about it at the time.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was exited that I would take her pictures.
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was ready for me .
“So how do you want me to stand, sweetheart?” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī asked.
“Just like that…spread your arms out…yeah.”
I was snapping pictures as Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī held still.
I was getting closer and closer to her and soon Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt that Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was the center of my pictures, not my bike.
“Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Badmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,” I winked at her, “can you put your foot on the foot peg and lean back?”
Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was herself mischievous, enjoying the great impact her dazzling young Musalmān beauty was having on me, did as I said.
It was of course that she opened her legs, showing her Hindu Nandoī a little more of her exquisite Musalmān crotch, teasing me deliberately, and enjoying the teasing very much.
Let the ‘Musalmān ħasīnāon kā Hindu Kħasam’ call her ‘Sālī’ ‘Badmåsh’ and ‘mahābadmåsh’ even.
The fact was that she was the winner.
She is causing great trouble between my legs.
And Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī knew it triumphantly very well.*

As Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī leaned back, her  top rode up and Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī could tell her  aureoles were showing.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī saw my  eyes get bigger and the camera pointing at her  tits.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was intoxicated, her  head was spinning and Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī didn’t think straight enough to stop this .

“Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Badmåsh Musalmān Salhaj, this  is perfect…spread your arms out…yessss…Hey, I have an idea” I said suddenly.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī looked at me  already quite excited but trying not to show or acknowledge it.

“TI bike is really steady. Can you climb on top of it, facing tI back, lean back on the gas tank and handle tI bars? I want you lying on tI bike facing tI back.”

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī thought about for a minute.

Allah Allah!  this would be naughty.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī would be lying back with her  legs slightly spread.

Just thinking about it was making her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy wet.

“Ok honey, but you’re going to have to help me get on top of it,” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī said eyeing tI bike and best way to get up there.

Her Hindu Nandoī  quickly came up and grabbed her  arm.

Supporting herself with her  other hand, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī swooped her  leg over tI bike sitting down on tI bike seat.

My eyes were on her ever enticing Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān crotch.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī could tell I was looking for a glimpse of her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.

Suddenly Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī saw my  eyes get wide and felt me  hold my  breath.

Alarmed Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī looked down at her ever enticing Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān crotch  and saw that her  bottom shifted slightly to the side and now raveled one of her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy lips.

Allah! Yā Allaaaaah! no, her Hindu Nandoī  could see her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī knew Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī had to quickly cover herself, but couldn’t take her  hands off  tI bike in fear of losing her  balance.

“Durgesh, I feel a little unsteady like this. Maybe I should get down,” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī said still teasing me, though actually trying to control the situation and change it in her favor.

“Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,, you can hang on to sides of tI engine to hold yourself steady,” With that I placed her  hand on tI engine.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī grabbed on to it with both hands, as Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt her young Musalmān body sliding to the sides.

Not being able to cover her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī closed her legs together.

Doing that Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was losing her  balance, so Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī had to open them up.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī soon found out that the further Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī spread her  legs open, tI easier it was to stay on top of her Hindu Nandoī ‘s bike without falling.

Soon her  legs were spread open as if Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was posing for a sexy magazine, but it was only to keep her from falling.

Eīshān, if Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī only didn’t drink all that alcohol, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī would have been more steady.

But it was impossible for her not to drink all that alcohol.

How else could she have the self confidence that she was well cultured and ultra modern as well?

Was not the culture was the Western Culture only?

Was not to be ultra modern, to imitate the Westerners blindly?

She did not have her faith, further, in:

‘Dhiyo yo nah prachodayāt and

Yāthātathyatah.’

Click, click, click.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī heard the camera snapping pictures, and saw her Hindu Nandoī  in front of her zooming on her ever enticing Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān crotch .

No, her  mind screamed.

Again Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī tried closing her  legs but couldn’t.

Her young Musalmān body was sliding off  tI bike.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī ended up quickly spreading her  legs, even further this time, to hold her  balance.

“Durgesh darling, I really have to get down,” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī said alarmed, but with no conviction.

The truth was Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt very sexually exited.

Showing her young Musalmān body off  to the camera was a huge turn on for her.

It made her feel naughty, sexy and somewhat like a hyper sexual.

As soon as Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī thought of herself as a hyper sexual, her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy flooded with juices.

The secret fantasy Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī always masturbated to flooding her  mind.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī looked down at her ever enticing Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān crotch  again and saw that her  bottom has moved completely to the side, exposing her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy in its entirety.

Exposing her  wet, bold awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy to her Hindu Nandoī .

Oh No… Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī looked up at me  and saw I was only taking pictures of her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.

“Durgesh   …no…stop taking pictures” There was no use pretending I couldn’t see her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.

“Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Badmåsh Musalmān Salhaj, it’s OK, you look beautiful…and this   is digital…we can erase these pictures at anytime” Snap, snap, snap.

I wasn’t stopping.

Why should have I?

“Durgesh darling , this is wrong…you can’t do this, I can’t do this  …help me get down.” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī kept her legs spread open as Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī looked at me .

My  soft dark eyes moved from her  exposed wet awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy to her  face.

I looked at her, first time taking my eyes off  her ever enticing Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān crotch  area.

“Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Badmåsh Musalmān Salhaj, just a few more pictures…you look great…and I promise I’ll erase these pictures as soon as we’re done”

Allah.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī closed her  eyes trying to think of a way to stop this and have me help her get down.

Was Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī really trying to stop this ?

Slut…she was being a slut for me …her Hindu Nandoī ‘s Musalmān slut.

A low moan escaped her lips as her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy quivered at the surprisingly pleasant thought to her.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī opened her  eyes alarmed that I heard her  moaning, but all her Hindu Nandoī  was doing was taking pictures of her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.

I got closer and reaching out pulled on the strings tied at her  hips.

What??????

Durgesh wants to take her  bikini bottom tooooo, off ?????

Noooooooo, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī can’t let me, I was  her Hindu Nandoī .

This was so wrong!!!

“Durgesh …No…”

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī barely heard her  whimper .

Why didn’t Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī scream this   out.

Why didn’t Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī jump off  this  damn bike?

Her  mind was confused and drugged from tI alcohol Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī had consumed.

She was ultra modern after all.

Her young Musalmān body on the other hand wanted more attention.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was looking into my  eyes, and I was looking into hers  as my  hands untied both sides of her  bikini bottom.

Why didn’t Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī stop me ?

With her  feet on both foot pegs of tI bike, and her  legs spread open, I reached out and hooked my  finger under the material right at her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī shivered with excitement as Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt my  finger touch her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy lips.

The touch was very brief as I pulled the material off her.

Without realizing it, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī lifted her extremely beautiful perfect young firm round Musalmān ass slightly off  the seat so I could pull them from under her.

I stepped back looking at her.

My  eyes peeled to her ever enticing Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān crotch .

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī could barely breathe, her  legs were trembling, and Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī could feel her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy juices running out of her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy and down to tI bike seat below.

I smiled,

“Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,…you are so wet down there. What does it mean? You yourself want me inside you. What do you think? I was born yesterday?” I winked at her, “Don’t try ever to act over smart with me.”

She controlled herself immediately,

“Durgesh…I need to get off  this bike,”

Snap, snap, snap.

I was taking pictures of her like that, as if I didn’t hear her.

“Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj, lift your legs up for me.”

She looked up at me with a pleading look on her  face.

“No Durgesh…I can’t…please…help me down.”

“Please, Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,”

Her  mind was in turmoil.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī let her Hindu Nandoī  see her Musalmān Pussy, her  wet awfully enticing, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was letting me  take pictures of her that could be in an x rated magazine.

Slutty pictures of my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh  Musalmān Salhaj.

“Just promise me you’ll erase these pictures right away.” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī looked at me  breathing hard without changing position.

I smiled,

“I promise that I’d use them personally only to honor your greatest Musalmān beauty.”

“Nonsense.”

I smiled,

“I’d never thought you’d be so intimate with me. Thank you very much. Let me thank you more properly.”

Without any more ultimatum I kissed her bare Musalmān Cunt passionately.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was dumbfounded.

Her Musalmān Choot was as if froze  on my Hindu lips.

TI automatic video camera was already set for the occasion.

It was talking the video perfectly nonstop.

I was standing there looking like a man getting a treat.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt her young Musalmān body build up to a powerful orgasm, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī couldn’t stop it.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was about to cum in front of her Hindu Nandoī .

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī lifted her  legs up and bent them at her  knees.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī spread her  knees apart and brought them to her  chest.

“Allah! Yā Allaaaaah! …”

Snap, snap, snap.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī could only assume her Hindu Nandoī  was now looking at her  asshole now.

Allah …her  asshole.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī closed her  eyes as Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt her young Musalmān body shudder.

The powerful feeling was overtaking all of her  senses, making her scream.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī actually heard someone moaning and realized that it was me.

Spreading her  legs wide Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī held on as one of tI biggest orgasms washed over her.

It was longer than usual, taking several minutes from its apex to the moment Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī actually could open her eyes and breathe.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī saw me looking down at her.

My automatic video camera was in my  hands.

As soon as I saw her open her  eyes, as if waking up, I started snapping more pictures.

What was the use in stopping now when sI and I had already gone so far?

Her  legs were shaking.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt cum oozing out of her  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy, running down to her asshole and then dripping down to the seat below.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was a mess.

Holding on to tI bike with one hand Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī reached down and felt her clit and awfully enticing, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy lips with her fingers.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt her clit was enlarged and her  lips swollen.

Snap, snap, snap.

Her Hindu Nandoī  just wouldn’t let up.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī couldn’t hold on any longer.

“Durgesh, help me down…” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī said.

I knew Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī meant it now.

Quietly I put my  camera down and grabbed her  hand.

Holding on to me Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī swung her  leg over and slipped off  tI bike.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī landed right in my  arms, weak from the orgasm.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt my  hand on her extremely beautiful perfect young firm round Musalmān ass as I was holding her up.

“Durgesh…let me go.” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī said in a weak voice.

I slid my  other hand down and grabbed both of her extremely beautiful perfect young firm round Musalmān ass cheeks.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt my  fingers digging deeper into her extremely beautiful perfect young firm round Musalmān ass crack.

“Durgesh, that’s enough…please.” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī pushed me  away.

“And erase those pictures…now.”

“No, I had already promised you I’d only enjoy them personally. I’d give one copy to you too however if you want. That’s all I’d do. Hey, you are an ultra modern young Musalmān lady. Don’t act so bloody conservative and backward.”

To be a conservative and backward was quite unbearable for her.

She could afford what was happening, but not I was sketching.

What an obsession of being ultra modern.

But she was not alone.

There were so many similarly obsessed.

Only tI extent was different individually.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī managed to smile at me.

“Ok. But for your private and personal pleasure only. And only we both are aware of existence of such a video and pictures.”

“It’s done.” I smiled.

“I…I’m going to bed…and like we said…not a word to anyone.”

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī left the garage and went up to her  bedroom.

Her  mind was in turmoil, thinking of what Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī have done, of how different the relationship with her Hindu Nandoī  has now become.

The quilt was tugging at her  brain, but the memory of the most intoxicating orgasm was so much stronger.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī rolled up in a ball falling asleep in her  bed.

The next few days Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt pretty guilty for permitting the incident to happen.

How could Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī have done this ?

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī kept asking herself.

After all, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī had broken the trust we have had between us.

Finally Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī couldn’t stand it anymore.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī took the opportunity when no one was home but sI and I.

“Durgesh darling, we need to talk.”

“Yes Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj, what’s up?” I smiled looking at her.

My eyes were staring at hers, slowly running down and resting on her ever erect young Musalmān tits.

“Durgesh, what we’ve done is wrong. I should never have allowed you to take those pictures of me.” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī said surprised at my boldness of looking at her ever erect young Musalmān tits.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī had a modest blouse on that buttoned up the front; with top two buttons undone, revealing some of her  cleavage.

Her  husband didn’t even notice that this   morning.

“Why Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,  you look beautiful,” I smiled mischievously,  “there is no other woman that could compare with you.” I said it with so much conviction in my voice that Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī knew I really meant it.

“Thank you Durgesh darling. I never knew you were a great photographer too. But I’m your ‘Sālī Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh  Musalmān Salhaj’.  And the Salhajs shouldn’t show their Hindu Nandoī as much of herself as I’ve inadvertently shown you.”

“Inadvertently?” I smiled incredulous.

She ignored my comment.

We were sitting at the kitchen table beside each other.

My  eyes were constantly wondering to her  extraordinary beautiful Musalmān cleavage and tits making her excited from tI attention I was paying them.

She was sexy and ravenous to tI extent, that just the fact that someone was looking at her in that way, was exciting to her.

“Well you didn’t show me everything…I still haven’t seen your tits.” I smiled impishly.

“Durgesh…” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī gasped, her  face turning red.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,…but I can see…I mean imagine that they’re great…but I would really like to take pictures of them Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,…please,”

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was surprised at how up front I was.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī didn’t know what to say, but Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī knew that Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī needed to take my mind off her extraordinary beautiful ever enticing exquisite excellent gorgeous Musalmān body.

Her young Musalmān body on the other hand reacted as soon as I said ‘tits’ and ‘pictures’.

Her awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy quivered and started getting moist again.

Allah! Yā Allaaaaah!

What can’t she control herself ever?

“DURGESH,  I don’t think that’s proper…” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī started saying.

Proper?

Why didn’t Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī tell me  NO!

I was still looking at her ever erect young Musalmān tits and Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī saw my  tongue come out to wet my lips.

I didn’t think necessary even to hide my open Hindu lust for her.

“Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,  I’ll be right back, I’m going to get the camera.” I marched ever confident off  up the stairs.

“DURGESH,  no, I will not!” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī yelled after me .

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt perspiration on her  neck and brow.

This  wasn’t going how Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī had planned.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī wanted to break this   crazy fetish off  and here Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was about to let me  take more pictures of her.

I came back downstairs ever confidently   holding the camera and positioning myself in front of me, on my  knees, ready to take the pictures.

“DURGESH,  please put this away,” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī said in a weak voice.

Snap, snap, snap.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was sitting on the chair, looking at me as I was taking her pictures.

I smiled cunningly, shrewdly yet assuring her simultaneously.

“Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj, can you unbutton another button on your blouse? Don’t worry ever now. What I have seen and kissed has already made you my responsibility. Feel yourself now safer than you were only of your incompetent Musalmān husband.”

“No, I said to put this away.” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī said smiling.

“Come on, Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,  I’m not going to stop until you do.” Snap, snap, snap.

“Ok, but then we’re done.”

What harm could that do, when Durgesh has already seen her Musalmān Cunt even and not only seen but have kissed it as well? Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī thought to herself.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī unbuttoned another button revealing  more of her extraordinary beautiful Musalmān cleavage .

Looking down, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī saw that the globes of her ever erect young Musalmān tits were showing.

Her Hindu Nandoī  now positioned himself low on the floor, almost lying down.

From this angle I could probably see up her  skirt.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī kept her  knees together just in case, looking down at her.

“DURGESH,  that’s not a position a Hindu Nandoī should take pictures of his Musalmān Salhaj from,”

“Yeah, but not everyone has a beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Badmåsh Musalmān Salhaj like you.” I said snapping more pictures.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī liked that response, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī liked and proud of the fact that I loved taking her pictures.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī leaned back enjoying tI attention.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī could feel her young Musalmān body getting warm, and awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy moist.

“Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Badmåsh Musalmān Salhaj, can you just unbutton your blouse all the way, it would be a very nice picture?”

“No DURGESH,  I can’t …remember, I’m your SALHAJ, besides…I’m not wearing a bra,”

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī could tell that those words stirred up excitement in her Hindu Nandoī .

Snap, snap, snap.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī looked down at the obvious Hindu bulge in my  pants, amazed at tI enormous incredible size.

Allah, I must be pretty big, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī thought licking her lips.

“Just unbutton it, and you can keep your tits covered. Come on, Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever elegant, mahābadmåsh  Musalmān Salhaj,…I need these pictures to be content myself,” I commanded.

“Ok, but nothing more than that,

‘Allah! Yā Allaaaaah! what am I getting myself  into here,’ Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī thought unbuttoning the last of tI buttons.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī separated her  blouse to the point that tI edges of the material were held on her ever erect young Musalmān tits only by her very erect nipples, giving her Hindu Nandoī  a view down the middle of her  chest and her  full globes.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī looked back at me , her  lips dry and her  heart pounding in her  chest.

“Oh, Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Badmåsh Musalmān Salhaj, this is great. I love it…now put your hands on the table and spread them wide.”

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī spread her hands wide on the table leaning back.

As Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī did that, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt her  blouse start to slide to the sides.

Was that her intention from tI beginning?

And why not, why shouldn’t Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī show me  her ever erect young Musalmān tits?

I already saw her extremely alluring, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever elegant, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot, and her asshole even.

“Ok DURGESH…but please…please these are only for you, too.” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī couldn’t believe how excited Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was getting.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī decided to go with it, but keep it in check.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī wouldn’t go as far as Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī did the other day.

If things would get out of hand Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī would just get up and walk away.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī arched her back and stuck her  chest out.

Snap, snap, snap.

Her Hindu Nandoī was now taking pictures of her  bare tits.

Her  blouse completely fell to the sides.

Allah!

Yā Allaaaaah!

Just the thought of exposing herself in front of her Hindu Nandoī , was a big turn on.

“Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj, your tits are gorgeous…can I…can I touch them?” I said unsure looking at her.

“No DURGESH…I shouldn’t even be letting you take these pictures,” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī replied not very convincingly.

The truth was Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī really wanted me herself, to touch them.

Snap, snap. I was getting closer and closer with the camera.

I came up to her  knees and rested my hands with the camera on top, snapping pictures of her ever erect young Musalmān tits.

“Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,  can I take close-ups of you tits?” I asked looking up at her.

“Ohhh…Ok…Go ahead” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī said soaking her panties.

I extended the camera out more getting it closer to her naval.

My  body put pressure on her  knees which automatically separated and I slipped right between them.

Wasn’t that a better position for them anyway?

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī thought, besides Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was wearing panties.

Her Hindu Nandoī  was now between her legs, with my  camera resting on her lower stomach, snapping pictures of her naked tits.

Her  skirt was pushed up around her  hips, and her  wet panties were showing.

What made matters worse was that I brought my  eyes down to the camera’s viewfinder taking pictures.

My  face was on top of her extremely alluring, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever elegant, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot mound and my  cheek touched her  panties.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī knew I could smell her.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī knew I could smell her extremely alluring, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever elegant, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot  juices.

“Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj, you’re gorgeous,” Snap, snap, snap.

Feeling her Hindu Nandoī ‘s breath on her  wet awfully tantalizing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy gave her goose bumps all over her extraordinary beautiful ever enticing exquisite excellent gorgeous Musalmān body .

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī froze.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī didn’t want this  to end.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī wanted me  to continue.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was totally under my  control.

The camera, my  breath, the touch of my  hands on her  legs, her young Musalmān body was glowing with excitement as her Hindu Nandoī  was barely touching it.

I looked up at her and Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī knew I was starting to suspect that Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī couldn’t stop me .

I smiled knowingly and moved my  thumb from the camera down to the top of her mound, resting it on her  panties where her throbbing young Musalmān clit was.

I rubbed it in small circles getting a low moan out of her.

“Oh Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,…your awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy smells so good…”

My  words made her feel like a Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Sex goddess,.

Allah Allah!  a Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Sex goddess .

Her  secret fantasy…Her  head was spinning and my  rubbing Hindu thumb was making her extremely alluring, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever elegant, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot  quiver.

“Here , here …let’s see how wet you really are…” I looked up at her waiting for her  reaction.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī gave me none.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī gave me  a go ahead by not saying anything.

Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Sex goddess …

Eīshān, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was a Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Sex goddess .

I hooked my  finger under the thin material of her  panties covering her extremely alluring, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever elegant, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot  and moved them to the side exposing her  steaming Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Cunt.

“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,…you’re dripping…you’re so fucking wet.” I exclaimed staring down at her  wet Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Cunt .

“Uhhhhmmmm… Allah! Yā Allaaaaah! …” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was in heaven by permitting her Hindu Nandoī  to treat her that way.

“Here let’s take this  skirt off  first of all.” I pulled down her skirt.

“Wait, let me take some pictures of you like this  …just in your wet panties.” I stood up and looking down at her started taking more pictures.

Snap, snap, snap.

“Now spread your legs more, Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Badmåsh Musalmān Salhaj so I can take a picture of that wet spot on your panties.”

“Allah Allah!  DURGESH…I shouldn’t be doing this  …I’m your Salhaj after all, not your Live in relationship Partner.”

“Come on, Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,…you know you want to…you know you want to show me everything…now spread your wonderful Musalmān legs.”

What was the point, what was the point of her denying this?

I was right, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī wanted to show me  everything.

It was written on her face.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī wanted to rip her clothes off  and spread for me  like a Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Sex goddess .

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī spread her  legs apart as her Hindu Nandoī  asked.

“Yeah…nice…” Snap, snap, snap “Now lift them up and push your knees back.”

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī lifted her legs and brought her  knees to her  chest.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was so spread and her  panties were soaked.

Her Hindu Nandoī  was on the floor in front of her snapping pictures.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī looked into the camera and licked her lips.

“Is that how you want me to pose for you…DURGESH…like that…spread open…”

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī couldn’t help it.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was so turned on by what I was doing that the words just came out of her.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī didn’t say them as a Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Salhaj would say to a Hindu Nandoī, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī said them with a Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Sex goddess’ passion in her  voice, as a Musalmān Beauty ready to do anything for a Hindu man.

Her Hindu Nandoī looked up at her and Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī could tell I was surprised to hear her say those words.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī thought the way Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī said them surprised me  the most.

“OH SĀLĪ, MY PANJVAQTAH NAMĀZĪ EVER SMART, MAHĀBADMÅSH MUSALMĀN SALHAJ,…I want to see everything…I want to see you pull those panties off you and show me your wet awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy …”

She was trembling.

She knew that this  meant we were going all the way, that Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī wouldn’t stop me  from doing anything to her.

“So you want to see your Sālī, Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj’s  awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy…oh this  is so naughty…you want me to show you my wet snatch…” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī don’t know what possessed her to say that.

Our Bhogyantrānk certainly, she didn’t know anything of.

The sexier  Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī felt the more turned on Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was getting.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī grabbed on to the sides of her  panties and bringing her  knees together pulled them off her extremely beautiful perfect young firm round Musalmān ass and hips.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī stopped with the panties around her  knees and her legs up.

“So can you see it now…can you see my wet awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy…do you like your Sālī, Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj’s wet awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy?”

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī was on fire.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī shed all her  inhibitions.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī wanted to be who Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī always fantasized about, a PANJVAQTAH NAMĀZĪ MUSALMĀN SEX GODDESS.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī wanted to be a Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Sex goddess right now.

Her Hindu Nandoī  was looking up at her, as if hypnotized by her  wet awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī pulled her  panties completely off  and threw them to the side.

“Ahhhh…take my pictures now Durgesh darling …take them… Allah! Yā Allaaaaah! …here…let me show you my extremely alluring, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever elegant, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot …and how about my Musalmān asshole…you want to see that too…”

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī spread her legs wide apart and lifted them to her  chest.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī wanted me to see all of her, even her Musalmān asshole included.

I grabbed her extremely beautiful perfect young firm round Musalmān ass cheeks with my hands and spread them apart.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī could see I was excited, my  Uncut Hindu Lund outlined in my  pants.

Snap, snap, snap. God, what the pictures I was getting, me, my  Sālī Panjvaqtah Namāzī Badmåsh Musalmān Salhaj spreading her ass open for me .

“Eīshān, Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,  your ass…your awfully enticing, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever smart, young, Wahābī Musalmān Pussy…it’s so wet…can I…can Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī touch it…can I?” I looked at her unsure.

“Oh Durgesh darling …you can touch it…you can touch anything. You’ve already kissed my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Cunt . Haven’t you? Now, let’s both come clean. No hypocrisy at all now. you can even fuck me if you want to…”

Listening to her, I walked up a little closer, right in front of her.

“Don’t you realize Durgesh …I’m your Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Sex goddess …I’ll do anything for you…”

I reached out and touched her extremely alluring, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever elegant, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot .

Feeling my  fingers on her  Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Cunt  sent me over the edge.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī started to cum.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī could feel my  fingers separating her extremely alluring, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever elegant, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot  lips and sliding my Uncut Hindu Lund inside her  dripping Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān hole, as Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī closed her  eyes and enjoyed a very powerful orgasm, on my deepest embedded Uncut Hindu Lund, as soon as it invaded her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot.

Now, she knew why Musalmān Beauties were so crazy for me.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī could barely hold on to the chair.

My  Uncut Hindu Lund was penetrating her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān hole up to my  Hindu balls, her Hindu Nandoī  was penising her with my perfectly confident Uncut Hindu Lund.

Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī couldn’t tell, Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī didn’t care, I could fuck her till infinity now if I wanted to.

Her extremely alluring, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever elegant, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot  was making wet sloshing sounds.

“Oh fuck SĀLĪ, MY PANJVAQTAH NAMĀZĪ EVER SMART, MAHĀBADMÅSH MUSALMĀN SALHAJ,…you’re so fucking hot…oh yeah…” I pumped my Uncut Hindu Lund in and out looking at her.

“Did you mean what you said…did you mean it when you said you were my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Sex goddess  …” I said looking her in the eyes while continuing to fuck her extremely alluring, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever elegant, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot .

“Allah Allah! Måshā Allah! Subħān Allah! Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! …do you want your Sālī, Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,  to be your Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Sex goddess? ” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī said hoping I would say ‘yes’.

My Uncut Hindu Lund in her extremely alluring, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever elegant, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot  was driving me insane, unable to think straight.

“Yes Sālī, my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ever smart, mahābadmåsh Musalmān Salhaj,…Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī, I need you to be my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Sex goddess  …my beloved …my lover …Sālī my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Badmåsh Musalmān Salhaj, will you be that for me?”

Allah, Yā Allaaaaah! That Uncut Hindu Lund, her young Musalmān body was trembling approaching another orgasm.

“Yes…Allah Allah! Måshā Allah! Subħān Allah! Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!  Yes…I’ll do anything for you…I’ll be anything you want me to be…Ohhhh Yessssss…”

Suddenly I stopped fucking her, but kept my Uncut Hindu Lund still inside her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot.

“Oh no…no Durgesh darling …please don’t stop…not now…fuck me…pleaseeeee…” Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī almost screamed.

“Nādirah Åbbās Hāshmī, I think you need nonstop fucking now from me, in there.” I  said looking down at her extremely alluring, evertight Saůūdī Årab Panjvaqtah Namāzī, ever elegant, young, Wahābī Musalmān Choot .

Chapter 10

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