Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh: 15Posted: September 14, 2011
Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
The entirely unashamed bravery
Nasīm Muåāwiyah looked at me as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
“That’s Ok. I did not intend to go to sleep. I was going to come get you to put stuff on me but I figured I’d let you get your work done first, especially since I interrupted you yesterday.”
I smiled at her.
“Thanks. I was able to finish it up. Now I don’t have anything to do till October or whenever. How’s the sunburn.”
“Well, it’s not as bad and actually I could probably get by but if you would put the stuff on me again I’d be more comfortable.”
“I’d be happy to. By tonight, we will have to use the other stuff so you don’t feel so bad. But at least the painful part will be over. Come on either on the bed or on the floor. I can’t get all of you on the couch.” I told her.
“On the bed would be better if it’s Ok with you.” she answered as she got up and headed to my bedroom.
I followed her and as I walked through the door I paused, she was already laying on my king sized bed, on her back with her head propped on one hand, waiting for me.
“Ok on your belly.” I ordered as I picked up the jar of suave.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah promptly rolled over and prepared for me.
Once again, I started on her shoulders and worked my way down her back.
But this time I went around her extremely beautiful Musalmān ass, just barely doing the sides of each cheek, before I headed down her legs and did the outsides and backs of her legs.
It wasn’t until I had finished with those areas that I started on her extremely beautiful Musalmān ass and insides of her thighs.
My change in routine was intentional.
I had made up my mind that I was going to give this little Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Musalmān girl the chance at what I thought she wanted.
I was going to make this a very sexually stimulating application.
So when I started to work it into her extremely beautiful Musalmān ass I made sure to spend a little extra time rubbing it into the crack of her extremely beautiful Musalmān ass and down over her sensitive rosebud.
More importantly, I was not going to shy away from touching her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot today.
I was not going to attack her or even be overt I was just going to make her feel good and let her know that I might be interested.
I started my seduction by doing the sides and tops of her buttocks and down to the inside of her thighs.
By the time that was done, I had already brushed against her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot lips 4 or 5 times and she was already wet.
Then as I began to run my fingers down the crack of her extremely beautiful Musalmān ass, Nasīm Muåāwiyah moaned and when I reached, her extremely beautiful Musalmān asshole and my fingers gently slid over it she moaned again and raised her extremely beautiful Musalmān ass into the air.
Then my fingers were on her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot and I let them slide a little further before drawing them back again.
“Ok rollover.” I told her in a quiet voice.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah turned immediately and stared into my eyes.
I could see the desire there as I went over her shoulders and around each breast, leaving the breast itself for later.
Then down across her belly and over each leg.
This time as I came back up the inside of her thighs I paused at the top and allowed my finger to rest on her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot lips and linger there before drawing it up her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot and through her slit to the top.
Once I had this done, I stopped and asked her.
“How are your breasts? Do they hurt or do you want more on the inside of your thighs?”
Nasīm Muåāwiyah looked at me through half closed eyes and whimpered in a breathy voice.
“My thighs, more. Please!”
I returned my attention to the inside of her thighs.
I did not bother putting more suave on my hand because the kind of burn she was experiencing could not be helped with sunburn suave.
I rubbed the inside of her thighs and with each stroke allowed myself to touch her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot just a little, and with each touch she opened her legs a little farther until the teasing got to be too much and again she grabbed my hand and jammed it against her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot.
But this time instead of lying back on the bed she sat up and grabbed my head with her free hand.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah pulled my lips to hers.
We locked into a long and passionate kiss.
But before it got beyond the point of no return, I broke it.
I leaned back and looked into her eyes.
“You know what you are offering me you can only give once. I will gladly accept the gift but only if you give it to me because you want to and not because you’re horny.”
Nasīm Muåāwiyah smiled back at me.
“I’ve been thinking about it since yesterday and it is because I want to. Since the first time you touched me, I’ve wanted to. No strings, no promises, just be gentle and help me enjoy it. After that, we will see if we both want to do it again or not, with no hard feelings.”
Then she leaned forward to give me a gentle and tender kiss before she let her tongue slide into my waiting Hindu mouth.
I accepted the kiss and as her tongue danced with mine, I began moving my hand on her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot and when she felt me moving she released my hand and moved hers over to slide underneath my shirt and push it up.
I leaned back and allowed her to remove it.
Then before I could lean into her, again she began to tug at the waistband of my shorts.
I smiled at her and leaned in for another kiss as I raised myself off the bed to allow her to remove my pants and free my Uncut Hindu member.
As I kissed her, I gently eased her back to the bed and laid her down.
She lay before me naked and willing as our tongues danced in our mouths.
I let my hand slide on her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot.
Finally, I stopped there and allowed one finger to slide into her and begin to work back and forth.
I moved my oral attentions downward to her Musalmān tits.
Kissing first one, then the other nipple between my thumb and pointing finger, allowing my tongue to flick over them and tease.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah pushed herself toward my hand.
I continued to kiss my way down her extremely striking Panjvaqtah Namāzī female Musalmān body over her stomach and lingering on her belly button before reaching her pubic mound.
Once there, I kissed her smooth hairless mound and let my lips slide down to her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān slit and work its way slowly down until I found her pleasure button.
My lips slid over her love button back and forth.
Each touch of my lips elicited a gasp of pleasure from her as she waited for the next sensation to rock her.
Now I wanted her, wanted to taste her full nectar on my Uncut Hindu Lund.
I held her like this as I kissed her, occasionally stopping to grasp her ravenous Musalmān clit between my lips and applying pressure.
I felt her extremely striking Panjvaqtah Namāzī female Musalmān body tense and her legs clamp down on my waist.
I knew she would have an orgasm.
I was rewarded by a gush of sweet Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Musalmān girl cum as it flowed onto my Uncut Hindu Lund.
I held her there and let her rest with my Uncut Hindu Lund buried deepest into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot, letting her come down and catch her breath.
I slowly released her legs and let my hands wander up to pull on her nipples while I prepared her for another extreme Hindu assault.
I loved to kiss Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot.
It was, to me, second only to fucking.
Always keeping her riding the edge.
My eyes glanced at the clock on the bedside table and realized I had already spent over 20 minutes penising this Musalmān beauty and with my Uncut Hindu Cock pounding in anticipation.
I decided that it was enough and dove onto her ravenous Musalmān clit to bring her to orgasm again before moving on.
I was almost instantly rewarded by another gush of cum flowing onto my Uncut Hindu Lund and down over my thighs.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah lay in my bed panting in a glassy eyed stare as I moved back up her extremely striking Panjvaqtah Namāzī female Musalmān body tenderly kissing her various parts as I moved up to place my lips on hers.
“Having fun so far?” I playfully asked her.
“Oh hell yes, but I want this sixty two years old most experienced Uncut Hindu Lund keeping inside my twenty two years old young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān Choot, till I exist.” Nasīm Muåāwiyah winked at me.
“Patience. Anticipation helps the pleasure.” I answered her as my Uncut Hindu Lund danced in her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot, occasionally sliding out to circle her clit.
I resisted and continued to play with her and nibble on her Musalmān tits.
I finally relented and slid over between her legs again.
Once again, I picked her legs up and brought them onto my shoulders as I kneeled to her Pakistani Musalmān pleasure box and I inched my way forward until the mushroom head was nestled between her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān labial lips and poised to enter where no man had been before.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah wanted to see, to watch me enter her so she propped herself on her elbows and watched as I slowly slid forward.
I stopped and it was a good thing because all of the blood had rushed from her head and she was dizzy.
I paused until she opened her eyes again and I pushed in a little farther, just an inch or so.
Then I paused again to let her acclimate to my being there.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah stared in amazement at my incredible self-control.
She already felt stuffed as much as she thought possible.
I still had a lot of my Hindu monster to get into her.
Then I pushed a little again.
Another inch disappeared and Nasīm Muåāwiyah felt me against her hymen.
I stopped there letting the pressure build and letting her stretch.
Then I backed off a bit and slid forward and then again back and forth in little strokes.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah thought she would faint from the exquisite pleasure as I gently fucked her with tiny strokes.
Then I stopped.
“If I push any more I’ll tear through and it will hurt a bit.” I told her.
The concern in my voice was evident and Nasīm Muåāwiyah smiled at me.
“Go ahead. But can you get that whole great Hindu thing inside me?” She asked in wonder.
I chuckled at her,
“It’s not that big! If it all won’t fit then at least most of it will. But this will hurt. Once I break through, I will stop and let you recover for a minute. Just let me know when you are ready for me to start again.”
With that pronouncement, I drove forward with all the power in my Hindu thighs.
I broke through and her eyes widened at the surprise and the pain.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah hissed out her breath and felt her whole body tense.
Then as the pain subsided, Nasīm Muåāwiyah began to relax.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah lay there with me buried to the hilt inside her and marveled at the feeling.
She was kissing me madly, gratefully, immensely indebted to me.
In one way, she felt as though she were going to be split apart, torn in two.
Yet it was a wonderful gratifying feeling and she felt warm tingles spread through her extremely striking Panjvaqtah Namāzī female Musalmān body.
She closed her eyes and let the sensation rush over her.
Then she opened her eyes and smiled up at her new Hindu lover’s face.
The one who no matter what else she knew she would always remember.
“I guess I’m not a virgin anymore.” Nasīm Muåāwiyah told me and the look of concern on my face melted into a smile.
“Now fuck me Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Please fuck me. It feels so good having you inside me.”
I smiled at her desire so wantonly expressed and began to pump slowly into her.
Drawing myself back until I almost came out, then sliding back up her tight Musalmān canal.
It had been no long since I had had a virgin.
I was fucking now so many Musalmān virgins almost daily.
They were compelling me to have them.
I could never forget how special a new Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot felt around my Uncut Hindu Lund.
How it grasped and molded around my Uncut Hindu Cock and how the velvet wetness felt on a first timer.
I watched her as I pumped into her and as Nasīm Muåāwiyah thrashed on the bed.
Casting her arms first to one side, then the other, and at the same time humping herself down onto me even more.
It seemed like only seconds but actually was about 3 minutes and I felt her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot tighten around my Uncut Hindu Cock and begin to milk me as a flow of warm cum came out of her and down my balls.
I smiled as I watched the shudders of her extremely striking Panjvaqtah Namāzī female Musalmān body during her orgasm.
Then I began to pump on her again harder this time and her extremely striking Panjvaqtah Namāzī female Musalmān body reacted by bringing her legs up behind my back and trying to get more of me into her.
I started to pump even faster feeling my own orgasm nearing, feeling my Hindu balls tighten and the rush of the unstoppable freight train carrying its load of my Hindu seed rush down my Uncut Hindu Cock and explode out and splatter the walls of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān womb.
She felt me increase my pace and wanted to draw me closer, pull me all the way inside.
It felt so good.
Then she could feel something that before she thought was impossible.
The sensation of all that hot Hindu cum inside her, pooling in her Musalmān womb, all those Hindu sperm looking for her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān eggs, it sent her over the edge and Nasīm Muåāwiyah had the next orgasm again.
Harder than before, the tidal wave rushed over her extremely striking Panjvaqtah Namāzī female Musalmān body and she surrendered to it as the muscles shuddered and twitched totally out of her control.
Then she felt me lie down on her, take her in an embrace and pull her close.
The warmth washed over her again and Nasīm Muåāwiyah realized that she never felt this safe, this warm and this loved in her entire life.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah wanted it to continue forever and I cuddled up to her filling every void between them with my Hindu flesh.
It all seemed like a dream as Nasīm Muåāwiyah drifted into that special place lovers go, when we allow ourselves to, after we have shared our bodies.***
Nishāt Nazli had run out of sun block and ran back to the house to get the spare tube.
Zubaydah Bābar and Bābarah Åālamgīr were in the water and she did not bother telling them she was running back.
It was only a hundred yards or so and it would only take a minute.
They had already been at the beach over an hour, nearly two and she did not want to end up looking like Nasīm Muåāwiyah.
“But on the other hand,” she mused. “Having Bābarah Åālamgīr’s dad giving me naked rubdowns was not an unpleasant prospect either.”
She came in the front door and took a step toward her room when she heard a noise upstairs.
It almost sounded like someone was in pain.
So it was with concern for Nasīm Muåāwiyah that she turned and went upstairs instead.
As she topped the steps she looked around and didn’t see anyone and was about to call out when she heard it again.
It was coming from my room.
Being the nosey little bitch, Nishāt Nazli always admitted she was, she crept toward the door and noticed that it was partway open.
Nishāt Nazli peered around through the open door and covered her mouth to stifle the gasp.
Nishāt Nazli knew they were all teasing me, sexually.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah had seemed to be interested in me this morning but she figured Nasīm Muåāwiyah, the virgin among them, was just teasing them back.
But it looked like Nasīm Muåāwiyah hadn’t been teasing.
She was serious.
More serious than Nishāt Nazli thought even.
I was on my knees pounding my massive Uncut Hindu Lund into Nasīm Muåāwiyah’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot.
Nishāt Nazli was transfixed by the sight, but especially by the size of my Hindu member I was ramming into her friend.
Like Bābarah Åālamgīr, Nishāt Nazli had had more than a few boyfriends and Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Musalmān girlfriends in her time.
But the Uncut Hindu Lund that was spearing Nasīm Muåāwiyah was one of the largest and strongest even, Nishāt Nazli had ever seen.
As she watched, she decided it was the biggest.
It had belonged to a Hindu at school that most of the Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Musalmān girls had tried because it was rumored to be huge.
She really did not count me because I was just a freak of nature anyway.
It was difficult to gauge the size from her vantage point but I definitely was well hung!
“I wonder if Bābarah Åālamgīr knows how well hung her Hindu old man is.” Nishāt Nazli mused to herself as she watched her friend’s Hindu father pound into a Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Musalmān girl who was a friend of Jamīlah Aurangzeb’s daughter, Bābarah Åālamgīr.
“Oh shit,” Nishāt Nazli finally thought, “I hope Bābarah Åālamgīr is not going to get upset about this.”
Nishāt Nazli started backing away and quietly went down the steps, grabbed her sun block and left as quickly and quietly as she could.
When she got back to their blanket at the beach, Nishāt Nazli sat there not knowing what to do.
Should she tell Bābarah Åālamgīr what she saw or keep her mouth shut?
Of course, one of the side effects of being “a noisy little bitch” was that she just had to tell others what she uncovered so when Zubaydah Bābar and Bābarah Åālamgīr joined her they knew something was up.
Nishāt Nazli was acting weird and her friends knew her well enough to be certain that she was keeping a secret and having a hard time of it so they did what all young Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Musalmān girls do in a similar situation.
They pumped her, wheedled, and begged until Nishāt Nazli spilled the beans.
“I don’t know if I should tell or not. It’s kind of personal and I don’t want anybody to get upset with anybody else.”
“Come on spill!” Bābarah Åālamgīr demanded.
“Well while you Musalmān girls were in the water I went to put sun block on and I was out so I went back to the house to get my spare tube. Well When I got there, I heard something. So I went to check it out and … Bābarah Åālamgīr, you have to promise you won’t get mad.”
“Why would I get mad? What did you see?” Bābarah Åālamgīr asked.
“You have to promise! Please.” Nishāt Nazli begged.
Reluctantly Bābarah Åālamgīr agreed having absolutely no idea, what Nishāt Nazli could possibly have to tell her that might get her so upset.
Nishāt Nazli accepted her promise and hesitantly continued.
“Well, like I said I heard something. I thought Nasīm Muåāwiyah was in pain again so I went upstairs, your dad’s door was sort of open, and I saw… I saw him, them, uh. I saw Durgesh fucking Nasīm Muåāwiyah.”***
Bābarah Åālamgīr stared at her wide-eyed and Nishāt Nazli was afraid of how she was going to react.
Nishāt Nazli did not want to hurt her friends and she did not want their vacation to become a battleground.
She should not have worried because Bābarah Åālamgīr’s reaction was the last thing she expected.
After a few seconds, it took the news to sink in; Bābarah Åālamgīr jumped up, extended her arms into the air and began dancing around screaming
“Yes. Yes. Nasīm Muåāwiyah did it. Yes.”
To say her reaction left Nishāt Nazli and Zubaydah Bābar dumbfounded would be an understatement.
They stared at her open mouthed, as Bābarah Åālamgīr danced around the blanket like a football player who just scored the winning touchdown at the superbowl.
Neither Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Musalmān girl could believe Bābarah Åālamgīr’s reaction.
Both immediately put themselves in her shoes and realized that if we had found out our father was banging one of their friends we would be upset, hurt, angry and a host of other negative things.
Neither could imagine themselves dancing a victory dance on the beach.
Finally, after doing three laps around the blanket Bābarah Åālamgīr dropped back down to look at her friends.
“You Musalmān girls don’t understand.” Bābarah Åālamgīr was finally able to get out. “Nasīm Muåāwiyah asked me last night if it would be Ok. I thought about it and figured why not. He’s not living in Live in relationship to my Ammī, Jamīlah Aurangzeb, anymore, hasn’t been for 4 years, and I know Durgesh isn’t living the life of a monk. I’ve talked to some of the single beautiful Musalmān women here in the off-season. He’s probably slept with most of them from what I can figure out. So since Nasīm Muåāwiyah wanted to give Durgesh her most sacred Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān cherry I figured at least she’d have somebody who will be nice to her. She tried last night but Durgesh wouldn’t. Durgesh was afraid I’d get mad. So this morning I told Durgesh it was Ok. I figured it would take her at least another day or two to wear me down, but apparently my Hindu old man is a lot more randy than I thought.”
“You mean you knew and you’re Ok with it?” Zubaydah Bābar asked in wonder.
“Of course. But tell me Nishāt Nazli, was Nasīm Muåāwiyah enjoying it? I mean could you tell?” Bābarah Åālamgīr asked.
“Well she seemed to be and I don’t know how she couldn’t with the equipment he’s got.” Nishāt Nazli answered.
“What do you mean?” Bābarah Åālamgīr asked puzzled.
Now Nishāt Nazli was embarrassed, she had let that slip.
How do you tell your friend that her dad has one of the biggest Uncut Hindu Cocks you’ve ever seen?
“Well I wasn’t going to say anything but do you have any idea how big your Hindu old man is?”
Bābarah Åālamgīr looked at her and just shook her head.
The image that flashed through her mind was her Hindu father naked with an Uncut Hindu Cock the size of the basketball player’s that Nishāt Nazli had thought about earlier.
“Well I will tell you it’s bigger than that ball player’s too, we have all seen. It is very very respectable.”
Now Zubaydah Bābar’s curiosity was piqued.
“How big is it?” She asked.
All of them were twenty eight, highly educated, PhDs, ultra modern young Musalmān ladies.
In their eyes, it was not any sin to discuss and enjoy the matter.
Nishāt Nazli hesitated.
“It was a little hard to tell exactly, from where I was but if I had to guess I’d say about…” and she held her hands up a little less than a foot apart. “and as far as thick goes, well this morning Nasīm Muåāwiyah said she couldn’t get her fingers to touch and I don’t think she was exaggerating.”
Bābarah Åālamgīr sat there transfixed by the thought of her Hindu father’s Uncut Hindu Cock being a lot bigger than normal and she realized she was getting wet having this conversation.
Just about then, Zubaydah Bābar made a comment that broke her concentration.
“Hell, if I had known all this I would have jumped my bones myself. How about it, Bābarah Åālamgīr? Would you mind if we all have a go at Durgesh. I mean discreetly of course. Not in the middle of the floor or anything. Let all of us enjoy, yaar, what Nasīm Muåāwiyah is enjoying boldly and bravely.”
Now Bābarah Åālamgīr realized that Zubaydah Bābar’s question had gotten her really wet with the image that flashed through her mind of all of her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān friends standing in line to screw her Hindu father on the living room floor and her watching and handing out tickets.
She started to giggle again before answering,
“I guess I don’t mind. But you have to get past Nasīm Muåāwiyah. I mean it’s only fair she laid claim to me first. You know, “Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Musalmān girlfriend’s Rules“. Maybe I should sell tickets.” Bābarah Åālamgīr laughed. “So Nishāt Nazli, give us all the glory details, like what position were they in and all.”
All the three Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Musalmān girls sat on the blanket while Nishāt Nazli described in intimate detail what she had witnessed.
The more she talked the wetter Bābarah Åālamgīr found herself getting until she had to talk the other two into going into the water.
Bābarah Åālamgīr was afraid they’d see her juices running down her leg.
I and Nasīm Muåāwiyah lay in the bed, holding each other close, gently kissing, and touching each other.
Nude Nasīm Muåāwiyah was still under me.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah broke the quiet.
“Thank you. That was better than I ever imagined it could be. I never thought it would be so good. I’m glad I waited until I found somebody special.”
I just kissed her crimson still quivering lips.
“You’re most welcome and thank you for giving me your gift. It was very special. I’m glad you enjoyed it, I tried to make sure you would.”
“Can we do this again? I mean would you consider making love to me again?”
“I’d be very happy to. But I’m afraid you are not all alone. I’ve to fuck countless Musalmān Beauties too, like you. Moreover, even I need time to recharge.”
Nasīm Muåāwiyah giggled.
“Ok. I mean I would not complain about doing it again right away but I can wait.”
We lay in the bed a while cuddling before we both decided we were hungry and got up to make some lunch.
As we got out of bed, I reached for my shorts but Nasīm Muåāwiyah grabbed them and ran from the room.
She called to me from the next room.
I thought about just getting another pair from the drawer but decided to play the game with her and I walked out into the living room as naked as Nasīm Muåāwiyah was.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah stood on the other side of the room.
“Hmm, I think I like you walking around naked. I like the view. It’s pretty impressive. Looks as good as it feels inside of me too. Maybe I should just keep these until you fulfill your promise and bed me again.”
I smiled at her
“If m’lady prefers me naked then naked I shall stay.” I said with a fake English accent and a small bow before I moved to the kitchen to make some sandwiches.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah moved up behind me while I was at the counter and wrapped her arms around me.
“Yes, I definitely prefer you this way.” As she took my Hindu manhood in her hand. “Hmmm, look at that it may not be so long a wait after all,” Nasīm Muåāwiyah commented as she felt me start to stiffen under her touch.
“I guess your Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān youth and vigor are rubbing off on me.” I said as if even I was surprised at how quickly I was recovering. “Let’s have lunch and then see what arises.” I offered with a sly smile.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah giggled at my joke and helped me make a light lunch.
After we ate, the pair cuddled on the couch and put an old movie on the TV.
Neither expected to watch the entire thing but it was a comfortable thing to do and neither was in a huge hurry to jump back in the sack.
We both wanted to take our time and enjoy.
As it turned out Nasīm Muåāwiyah became impatient first and started fondling my Hindu manhood shortly after the show started.
It took no time at all for me to reach my full size and she slowly ran her small hand up and down my massive Hindu rod wondering how she had ever fit the whole thing inside her. ”
Must be more room in there than I thought.” Nasīm Muåāwiyah said to herself.
She spent some time trying to estimate my size, she knew that and average man was right around 6 inches, at least according to the experts, that is the medical experts.
Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Musalmān girls talk at the dorm had placed it more around 5.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah wanted to feel me hit the back of her Musalmān throat and she also wanted to see if she could fit my Hindu girth into her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth in the first place.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah bent down and first placed a kiss on the head and then a second.
Then Nasīm Muåāwiyah opened her immensely pretty, immensely smart, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth and took the very marvelous Hindu tip into her tremendously attractive Immensely pretty, immensely smart, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth , not the whole head just the tip.
I groaned in appreciation.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah could still taste herself on me and that thought turned her on more as she used her immensely smart, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān tongue to lick the sides and around the head.
Finally Nasīm Muåāwiyah took my head into her tremendously attractive immensely pretty, immensely smart, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth and started the gentle sucking pressure she knew I liked.
Again, I groaned and Nasīm Muåāwiyah continued slowly to feed herself my Uncut Hindu Cock, taking a bit more each time until she felt me hit her Musalmān throat and I gag reflex started.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah could smell the musky scent of herself on me.
It was intoxicating.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah began to work me in and out of her Musalmān throat.
Making love to my Uncut Hindu Cock.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah had never been a real fan of Uncut Hindu Cocksucking.
She had done it to keep her Hindu boyfriends happy because she would not fuck them.
With the other Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Musalmān girls at school, in the dorm Nasīm Muåāwiyah had practiced with bananas to learn to deep throat a boy, so she was good at it but never really looked forward to doing it, that is, until today.
As Nasīm Muåāwiyah forced me to fuck her tremendously attractive immensely pretty, immensely smart, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth she realized that this time it was different.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah was enjoying it.
She wanted it to last.
The taste and the texture of my Uncut Hindu Lund in her tremendously attractive immensely pretty, immensely smart, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth, coupled with the musky smell of her own cum on my Hindu balls, groin brought her own excitement to the front, and Nasīm Muåāwiyah wanted to suck my Uncut Hindu Lund forever.
She wanted to worship my Hindu phallus.
So Nasīm Muåāwiyah took her time and kept at it for a while, all the time aware of keeping me from going too far and cumming.
She was tempted to have me blast into her tremendously attractive immensely pretty, immensely smart, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān mouth , she actually wanted to taste my Hindu seed but she also knew that that would mean it would be even longer till she felt me in her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot again and she really did want that and soon.
‘Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā, Nasīm Muåāwiyah’s good at that.’ I thought to myself as I felt my Uncut Hindu Cock slide in and out of her Musalmān throat.
I was sitting on the couch and she was on her belly with her head in my lap taking my full Hindu length down her Musalmān throat.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah seemed to be enjoying herself and I knew I was, but I was ready to fuck her again, more than ready.
I stretched my arm out and ran my hand down her back as Nasīm Muåāwiyah sucked me.
I let my hand reach the bottom of her butt.
I cupped her in my hand and let my finger slide to her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot.
I found she was dripping wet.
She was really turned on by this.
I pushed my middle finger against her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot and slid it inside her and she moaned around my meat and let her legs spread apart as I finger fucked her, occasionally letting it slide out and circle her clit.
The third time I drew my finger out and tickled her ravenous Musalmān clit she started to spasm in orgasm and pulled her head off my Uncut Hindu Lund to breathe.
She let at a small scream as the sexual high washed over her.
She clawed at me pulling me down to her awfully stunning immensely pretty, immensely smart, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān face to kiss me as her extremely striking Panjvaqtah Namāzī female Musalmān body shook.
Our lips met and Nasīm Muåāwiyah shoved her immensely smart, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān tongue deep into my mouth and kissed me passionately.
As she broke from the kiss she begged me,
I leaned back to her and kissed her gently before stretching myself out on the couch and pulling her on top of me.
Even as inexperienced, as she was she knew what position to take.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah straddled me and grasped my Uncut Hindu member to guide it into herself.
The look of relief on her awfully stunning immensely pretty, immensely smart, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān face, as I slid inside her told me how badly Nasīm Muåāwiyah wanted me.
Then as she sat down and jammed my full Hindu length home, Nasīm Muåāwiyah started to pump on me.
I grabbed her gorgeous Pakistani Musalmān hips to stop her.
“Slowly, take your time.” I said as I directed her gorgeous Pakistani Musalmān hips to grind into me and move back and forth instead of the pumping motion she had started.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah immediately found my method more satisfying to the itch between her Musalmān legs as her ravenous Musalmān clit was stimulated by the contact with my Hindu groin and her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Choot filled with my Uncut Hindu Cock.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah rocked back and forth on me and shortly decided she liked this position as I tweaked her nipples with my fingers.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah felt more in control more dominate in this position, besides I went deeper this way and the stimulation to her ravenous Musalmān clit was greater.
As these thoughts ran through her head, Nasīm Muåāwiyah closed her eyes to let another orgasm shudder through her.
When Nasīm Muåāwiyah opened her eyes, she froze for a second.
She was faced by her three twenty eight years old, young, extremely beautiful, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Pakistani Musalmān friends watching her fucking me herself, watching her ride My Uncut Hindu Lund, and watching her orgasm.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah only froze for a second before my grip on her gorgeous Pakistani Musalmān hips tightened and she started her motion again, now more boldly, winking at them quite triumphantly, instead of being ashamed of what she was doing.
The three Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Musalmān girls had entered the house quietly and moved up the stairs.
They were hoping to surprise Nasīm Muåāwiyah and me probably in bed.
When they found us in the middle of fucking on the couch, it was more than they had expected.
Nasīm Muåāwiyah had her extremely beautiful Musalmān eyes closed and did not see them immediately and I was lying on the couch looking directly away from them.
Besides, my attention was focused on the Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān young woman I was fucking.
The arm of the couch blocked my view behind even if I did turn.
Nishāt Nazli and Zubaydah Bābar went to get closer to interrupt us, but Bābarah Åālamgīr held them back and signaled them just to stand there.
They watched as Nasīm Muåāwiyah finished her orgasm and continued to ride me.
Then as she opened her extremely beautiful Musalmān eyes and saw them watching, her shock was momentary and she immediately continued her ravenous carnal Musalmān activities.