The Stunning Musalmān Houseladies: 1- Of my Musalmān friends-5Posted: April 12, 2012
1: Of my Musalmān friends
Durgesh Åādilah Sheikħ
Revived by the Momentary cessation of motion, I slowly eased my Uncut Hindu Cock back out of her numb Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
Sliding it back down the drenched Musalmān chute, I stopped when only my big, round Uncut Hindu Dick-head remained inside the seething entrance of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
Then with all my might, I hunched my Uncut Hindu Cock into her, driving it all the way to the hilt in one mighty lunge.
Again, I slowly withdrew my Uncut Hindu Cock and sent it rocketing back into her with such Hindu ferocity that she was being squashed up against the headboard of the bed.
Again I withdrew my hardness and drove it back into her violently.
She couldn’t believe the savagery of my Hindu assault.
Although her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt had been numb only Moments before, the brutal Hindu attack had revived the feeling inside it.
Each time my Uncut Hindu Cock tore into her soft, meaty Musalmān gash, she felt feelings that were part pain, part excitement, and part pure pleasure so intense it was beginning to mask all other feelings.
Ħamīdah Sheikħ wanted it to continue infinitely, but her head was starting to hurt from being shoved into the headboard.
“Wait, Please, Wait, Just A Minute,” she gasped breathlessly.
“What, UNNNNNNHHHHHh,” I grunted, as I drove my Uncut Hindu Cock into her again, sending her head crashing into the headboard.
“You’re beating my brains out against the headboard,” she groaned, “Let me scoot down a little, then you can fuck me all night, rather infinitely I say.”
“I’m sorry,” I apologized.
Pulling my hips back, my Uncut Hindu Cock slipped out of her weeping Musalmān gash.
Backing away from her on my hands and knees, I kept going until my feet were hanging over the other end of the bed.
Rubbing her head, Ħamīdah Sheikħ slid down under me, letting her long, tawny legs drape over my Hindu calves.
Feeling the head of my Uncut Hindu Cock slip into her, I eased the entire Hindu length of my thick, meaty wand back into her with one easy thrust.
I immediately began to saw my Uncut Hindu Cock in and out of her in an easy, slow motion.
In and out, in and out, it went.
“Do it as before,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ urged me. “Fuck me hard and soft like before. I was about to come again. Please, hard and soft.”
Pulling my hips back as far as I could manage it, I sent my Hindu hardness knifing back deepest inside the mushy core of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān softness, impaling her all the way to the hilt.
Gently easing it back each time, I repeated the attack over and over again, each time a little more violently.
She gloried in the feel of my mighty Uncut Hindu Penis raping her vulnerable Musalmān softness.
Each titanic Hindu blow drove her nearer to the edge of yet another orgasmic cataclysm.
The force of our ashvinātam bodies smashing together sounded like a mallet hitting a piece of meat as we fucked.
Again and again, I speared her all the way to the hilt.
At last, I pulled back and held myself back for the longest time, as it preparing for the final assault.
Suddenly, I ripped my steel hard Uncut Hindu Cock into her so hard I lifted her gorgeous extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks up off the bed.
“MY FUCKKKKIIINNNNNNGGGG PUSSSSSSSYYYYY ISSSS OOOOONNN FFFIRRRRE,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ screamed, as she felt my Uncut Hindu Prick finally erupt inside her, drenching her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt with my overheated Hindu cum. “YOUUUR Hindu STUFFFFFF ISSSS BUURRRNIINNGGGG MYYYYYYY Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān PUUUUSSSSSYYYYY.”
She could feel my Uncut Hindu Cock bulge out and then spurt inside her, over and over again, as the mighty Hindu engine spewed gusher after gusher of its creamy white Hindu cum out into her overflowing Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
I could feel Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter , Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s tight, hot Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt lock down on me, squeezing and milking me for all it was worth as she rocked off into another orgasm, but all I could think of was my own spurting Uncut Hindu Cock.
I was no longer a man.
My was a giant Uncut Hindu Penis spewing out its hot, toxic load into Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s wondrous Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
I could feel the stream of hot Hindu jism ripping along the barrel and bursting out the tiny eye in the center of my Uncut Hindu Cock-head, pouring out and quickly filling her tight little Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt with my potent Hindu seed.
Her extremely beautiful young adult excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body was locked in a gigantic spasm as I slipped my Uncut Hindu Dick back out a little and drove it back into her with such force, little shock waves coursed through her tensed Musalmān muscles.
Again and again, I withdrew and drove my Uncut Hindu Cock back into her again until our groins were drenched in our overflow.
Lastly, I thrust myself into her one last time.
My Uncut Hindu Cock bucked and sent out one last gigantic gusher of my Hindu cum into her battered Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
Finished and drained, I felt Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s whole Musalmān body relax.
“I’ve never, whew, I’ve never had it that, uhhhh, never had it that good,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ whispered.
I finally panted, lifting my leg over hers and pulling my lifeless Uncut Hindu Cock out of her.
Groaning, I rolled over beside her.
“Five times, five times,” she murmured, “Can you believe it, five times? I never will be able to top this. It’s been awesome. I don’t care if I do go to hell for it, at least I had some long hours of heaven with you.”
“How can anything that makes two people feel so good, be so wrong?” I asked out loud.
“I don’t understand it either,” she crooned, running her hand down to her bruised and battered pubis.
“Oh, my goodness, I’m all sticky and gooey. It felt like you came for a whole hour. You sure filled me up…and then some.”
“What if I get pregnant?” she asked me, grinning wickedly with her head resting on my heaving Hindu belly.
“Eīshān, Oh, God, child,” I groaned, yet winked at her impishly ingeniously, “don’t even think about it. They would kill both of us.”
“I guess that if I did have a baby,” she smiled innocently; “it would be more you than me wouldn’t it?”
“Huh?” I muttered mischievously. “What do you mean?”
“Well, I’m half of my Abbū and half of my Ammī, right?” She went on.
“Uh, yeah. Yeah, I guess so,” I muttered.
“But if I had a baby son, it would be half of me and half of you, right?” She smiled at me.
“So since I’m half Abbū and half Ammījān,” she grinned, “the baby would start out my half instead of Ammījān’s half, so that would make her more you than me. Get it?”
“I’m confused,” I winked and groaned playfully. “And I’m too tired to even think about it. You wore me out you little mink.”
“Now that you mention it,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ yawned, “I’m myself so tired too, I feel like I could sleep a week,”
Getting to her hands and knees, she bent down and gave me a long, tender kiss.
“Night-night,” she smiled, blowing me a kiss.
“Where are you going?” I asked her.
“To my room. Why?” she asked back.
“Don’t you want to sleep with me?” I asked frowning.
“You mean you want me to sleep with you?” she asked incredulously.
“No one will know,” I smiled, “and besides, you can’t tell what might come up.”
“You really want me to sleep with you?” she giggled childishly, unfastening her garter belt and slipping her hose off.
“Your Ammījān won’t be home until Saturday,” I said, patting the bed beside me, smiling at her.
“You mean that there may be some life left in this old Hindu boy?” she grinned back at me, reaching over and tickling my flaccid Uncut Hindu Cock with her long, pink fingernails.
As she did, she watched it as it stirred.
“Allah, yā Allah! Oh, my God, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I think it is getting hard again, Måshā Allah! Subħān Allah! ” Ħamīdah Sheikħ giggled again.
“Well, I doubt that it’ll wake up any time soon,” I laughed, gently moving her hand away from my Uncut Hindu Cock.
“That’s too bad,” she pouted. “I was just getting used to us being lovers.”
“Well, maybe, since you’ve been my such a good little Musalmān girl, maybe we could both call in sick tomorrow,” I smiled lecherously. “That is if you want to.”
“Would you?” she exclaimed, jumping into bed beside me and snuggling up to me, hugging me tight. “I can’t wait for tomorrow to get here. This is like Eīdul Fitr. Oh, boy, I can’t wait.”
“I think I’ve created a monster,” her Hindu lover said, shaking my head. “I only hope that I can control it.”
“We will, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! don’t worry; everything will work out great,” she told me, pulling the covers up over us and yawning. “You’ll see…you’ll have all the Musalmān Beauty you could ever want and I’ll do it anyway you want to do it. Any way. All you have to do is ask.”
“Okay,” I smiled, “but right now I think we both need some rest.”
“Okay, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!” she giggled giddily. “But remember…any way you want to, any time you want to. Okay?”
“I’ll remember, darling,” I said, flicking off the light…*
Ħamīdah Sheikħ awoke with a strange feeling.
What was she doing sleeping in her Ammī’s bed, she wondered, as her eyes roamed the room?
And what was her Ammī’s Hindu lover doing sleeping with her.
Allah, yā Allah! My God, what was going on, she groggily wondered?
Then, as the sleep washed away and was replaced by the reality of daylight, she remembered what had happened.
Tentatively, she reached down to her Ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
Expecting it to be sore and bruised from the terrible fucking she had received from Durgesh, her Ammī’s Hindu lover, her Abbū’s close friend, Ħamīdah Sheikħ was surprised when the only thing she felt was a quick stirring of need.
She couldn’t believe it.
After last night, she didn’t think she would be able to walk, much less fuck.
But there it was.
She was already horny.
What happened to her last night?
Her head spinning with wicked, evil thoughts, she ran her hand down under the sheets to my Hindu groin.
Maybe she could wake me up and entice me into a quick fuck before University, she thought as she groped me.
Wait…hadn’t I told her that I was going to call us in sick so we could spend the whole day fucking?
Yes, I had, she thought feverishly, as her hand suddenly brushed across my rock-hard Uncut Hindu Penis.
Expecting to find me soft and flaccid, she was surprised to find me ripe and hard.
But I was still asleep, she told herself as she looked down at me.
Wait a minute.
Something in the back of her mind recalled that sometimes men woke up with a hard-on.
‘Piss hard’, I think they call it, she laughed to herself.
Well, no matter what they called it, she smiled; she wasn’t going to let such a treasure go to waste.
Getting to her hands and knees, she eased the sheet back off me as I slept.
Staring down at my huge, bloated Uncut Hindu Prick, she felt a tingle of excitement run through her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
She couldn’t wait to feel it buried deepest inside her aching Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt, she thought as she lifted her leg and straddled her new Hindu lover.
Isn’t Durgesh now?
Ħamīdah Sheikħ smiled triumphantly.
Now with me between her legs and my Uncut Hindu Cock lying just below her hungry Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt, she reached down and grabbed hold of it.
“Huh, what in the…” her Hindu lover snorted, as she quickly lifted my Uncut Hindu Cock into position and squatted down onto it.
“Allah, yā Allah! Oh, God,” she groaned, as she felt the hot Hindu hardness of my fat Uncut Hindu Cock slide up into her drenched Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
I woke to find my dear little baby girl on top of me, leaning forward with her hands on each side of my head and her giant tits swaying above my face as her gorgeous extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks rose and fell on my Uncut Hindu Cock.
A smile crept across my lips as I looked down and watched my thick, wet Uncut Hindu Cock slicing up into her sopping Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān slit every time she slammed her Panjvaqtah Namāzī glorious gorgeous ardent Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān ass down on me.
She was so wet and tight, I could hear loud slurping noises coming from her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt as it slid up and down my throbbing Uncut Hindu Cock.
Waking to such a lovely sound and sight, I reached up and grabbed Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter , Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s delightful breasts, tweaking and pulling on the big pink knobs jutting out of their center.
“Damn…unhhh…it…I can’t enough of your big, fat Uncut Hindu Cock,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ groaned loudly between thrusts. “It feels so fucking good I could fuck you all day long.”
“I’m game,” I snorted, hunching my Uncut Hindu Cock up into the searing heat of her overripe Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
Within Moments, Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s beautiful body was coated with a sheen of perspiration as she worked at fucking her Supreme Experienced Hindu lover.
The light in the room glistened off her extremely beautiful young adult excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body, accentuating her curves and hollows wonderfully as she stroked her Ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy up and down my hard Uncut Hindu Cock.
Up and down, up and down went her gorgeous extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks as she puffed and panted from the exertion.
“Allah, yā Allah! OH My God, it’s coming again,Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! ” she panted, her gorgeous extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks rising and falling quicker and quicker. “Here, here it comessssss.”
Suddenly, her Panjvaqtah Namāzī glorious gorgeous ardent Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān ass froze in mid-stroke.
Quivering and trembling, she threw her head back and screamed out her joy.
“I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!” she screeched, as her Panjvaqtah Namāzī glorious gorgeous ardent Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān ass began to shake again and patter up and down rapidly.
Holding my Uncut Hindu Cock shoved up into the convulsing heat of her tight little Uncut Hindu Cock, I held her down, keeping her impaled on my Hindu hardness. ˆ
“GAAAAARRRWWDDDDDD!” she screamed out in pleasure, “cuminnnnagainn.”
Holding her firmly pinioned down on my Uncut Hindu Cock, I let her ride out the storm that raged inside her extremely beautiful young adult excellent exquisite Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body.
Squealing and writhing, she rode the wild, wonderful waves of delight for full thirty or forty seconds before she felt the passion begin to fade.
Finally though, she went limp, collapsing down onto my nude Hindu chest.
“Five last night,” she moaned, “and one already, today. Can you believe it?
“Oh, that feels good,” she giggled, squeezing her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt down around my Uncut Hindu Cock and milking it with her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt muscles.
“So does that,” I grinned clenching the muscles around my Uncut Hindu Cock to make it bulge out inside her hot, sucking Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
“Want to use that lovely thing on me?” she asked me, leaning down and giving me a long, deep kiss.
“I’d love to,” I grinned, “but first I need to take care of business.”
“Huh,” she grunted, squeezing my Uncut Hindu Cock with her Ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy again. “What kind of business?”
“University and work. Remember?” I told her, picking up the phone and dialing.
“Oh, yeah. I’m having such a great time, I forgot,” she giggled.
“Hello…uh…this is I, Durgesh…Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s Supreme Experienced Hindu lover,” I said into the phone.
Just then, Ħamīdah Sheikħ leaned down and tickled my nipple with her tongue.
“Uh…uh…I’m just calling to…uh…”
Holding my hand over the phone, I pushed her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth up away from my chest.
“Stop that until I’m through,” I muttered.
“I’m sorry,” I said, moving my hand away from the phone. “As I was saying, I’m Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s Supreme Experienced Hindu lover and she won’t be in University today. She has come down with something and I’m going to keep her in bed today.”
“Yippee. Yippee,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ whimpered animatedly, squeezing my Uncut Hindu Cock with her tight, little Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt again.
“Oh, I’m sure she will,” I said into the phone. “Thank you. Good bye.”
“You’d better stop that or you’ll get us in serious trouble,” I chastised her, dialing the phone again.
“What? You don’t like for me to do this,” she smiled, clenching her Ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy down on me again.
“When I’m through here,” I told her, holding my hand over the phone, “you can do it all day long. But please wait until I’m through here. Okay?”
“Oh, alright,” she pouted, “If I have to.”
“Uh…hello…Hank…I here…” I said into the phone, as I felt Ħamīdah Sheikħ grab me with her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt one more time.
“I caught something and I’m going to stay in bed today,” I said rolling my eyes in exasperation at Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ. “You think you can handle it without me today?”
Before I could stop her, Ħamīdah Sheikħ bent down and attacked my nipple with her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth and tongue again.
“Uh…yeah…uh…thanks…I’ll…uh…I’ll see you on Monday…I hope,” I smiled, trying to push Ħamīdah Sheikħ away from my nipple. “Bye.”
“You little Jezebel,” I growled, putting the phone down and grabbing hold of her around the waist.
Holding onto her tightly, I quickly rolled over on top of her without disconnecting our union.
As she lay pinned under me, I reached down and grabbed her legs, lifting them up until she was almost bent in two with her calves resting against the front of my shoulder.
With her legs stretched up so far, her deep, wet gash was totally exposed to my Uncut Hindu Cock and I quickly took advantage of it. Driving my Uncut Hindu Cock into her vulnerability, I thrust it into her all the way up to its thick, hairy hilt. T
The only thing that stopped it was my ever slim stomach slapping into the back of her uplifted smooth Musalmān thighs.
“Gosh, it’s in SSSOOOOO deep,” she gushed, feeling my Hindu hardness penetrating her totally. “It feels SOOOOOOO fucking good, I don’t want you to ever stop. Just keep fucking me till I exist.”
Then, just as Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s Supreme Experienced Hindu lover, I drew my hips back to impale her with it again, the doorbell rang.
“WHAATT NNN THUUUU FUCK,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ sputtered, surprised by the sound.
“Now who in the hell could that be?” I too snorted angrily.
“Don’t answer it,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ said, trying to pull me down into her again. “It’s probably a salesman or something. Come on and fuck me.”
“I should better answer it,” I complained, easing my big, hard Uncut Hindu Cock back out of her sopping Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān socket. “It might be something to do with your Ammī and it would be hard to explain why I didn’t answer it when I was home sick.”
“OH, please don’t go,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ whined, still pulling at me.
“I’d better,” I said reluctantly.
“Damn it…then hurry back,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ told me, letting her legs drop to the bed, “I’ll be waiting for you.”
“You do that,” I grinned, “I’ll be back before you can count to ten.”
“One-two-three-you’d better hurry,” she smiled as the doorbell rang again, more insistently this time.
Grabbing my robe, I threw it on marching down the hallway.
My big, heavy Uncut Hindu Cock, still hard and stiff, slashed up and down angrily as I bounded down the stairs, three at a time.
Grabbing the errant monstrosity, I quickly stuffed it up under the belt of my robe and hoped that it didn’t flop out when I answered the door.
Just then, the doorbell clattered again as I walked up to the door.
My nerves on edge, I peeked through the peek-hole.
It was Jalīs Sheikħ’s sister, Åādilah Sheikħ.
Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā, my Sālī, my sister in law.
What in the world could she want, I wondered?
Of all the people in the world to be visiting at this particular Moment, she was probably the worst.
Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s Supreme Experienced Hindu lover, I only hoped that Ħamīdah Sheikħ stayed put until I could get rid of her.
Cautiously, Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s Supreme Experienced Hindu lover, I opened the door a little and peeked out.
“Why…Åādilah Sheikħ…Hello…,” I said peering out through the crack.
“Hello, Durgesh,” she smiled back at me.
“To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?” I asked her through the crack in the door.
“Aren’t you going to let me in or do I have to stand out here in this heat?” she said, stepping toward the door.
“Oh…uh…sure…come in…but…you’ll have to excuse the way I’m dressed. I didn’t feel too good…so I called in sick,” I told her.
“Sick?” she laughed, stepping inside, “You don’t look too sick to me…or you’ve made a miraculous recovery.”
“I just didn’t feel like going in today,” I lied.
“I thought so,” she smiled at me.
“Speaking of sick, what are you wearing that coat for; it must be a hundred degrees outside today? Do you have a cold?”
“No…not…uh…not really,” Åādilah Sheikħ said nervously fidgeting with the belt buckle on the coat. “In fact…I guess…uh…that you…uh…could say…uh…that I have just the opposite.”
“What do you mean the opposite?” I asked her, walking over to the bar, trying to keep my swollen member from popping out, “You have the hots?”
“It’s something I’ve wanted to do for the longest time,” she smiled uneasily. “But today I finally got up enough nerve to do it, at least I thought I did before I got here.”
“I’m afraid that I’m still in the dark,” I told her puzzled at all the mystery.
“When I heard that Jalīs Sheikħ was gone until tomorrow, I just knew that I had to come over here,” she blushed, still fidgeting with the coat belt. “I…uh…have always…uh…wanted…uh…well…uh…you.”
“What did you say?” I blurted out, not believing what I heard. “What did you…”
“I said that I have always wanted to make love to you,” Åādilah Sheikħ said again, with less hesitation than before. “And I figured today would be a good day for it with Jalīs Sheikħ away and Ħamīdah Sheikħ in University. This is something that has been inside me since I met you, but Jalīs Sheikħ beat me to you, so I just decided to bid my time and one day the opportunity would present itself. I waited and waited and waited. Today, I decided I had waited long enough.”
“I…uh…Jeez…uh…I don’t know…uh…what to say,” I said, my turn to be flabbergasted. “This is so unexpected.”
“I’m sorry if I surprised you,” Åādilah Sheikħ smiled shyly, unfastening the belt to her coat and opening it wide open.
“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā, Oh, MY GOD,” I gushed, staring at her.
She was only wearing a bra, garter belt, panties, and hose.
Stepping back in entirely unanticipated pleasant shock, I felt my Uncut Hindu Cock twitch, sending the belt to my robe skittering off my Uncut Hindu Cock and leaving it free to flop out into the open.
“Don’t apologize to me,” she smiled, letting her coat drop to the floor, baring her pretty naughties. “I was very impressed with what I saw.”
“Eīshān, My God,” I groaned, caught in the middle of a predicament I would have welcomed at any other time. “I don’t know what to do.”
“Well,” she said, walking toward me, “I do.”
I watched her strolling toward me, enjoying the view she presented, but cautious at the dilemma she had placed me in.
“This couldn’t have come at a worse time,” I mumbled, staring at her.
Åādilah Sheikħ had her rich red hair piled on top of her head in a bun.
Her small, beautifully-shaped breasts were covered with a filmy red brassiere with red lace trim that was so transparent I could easily see her dark areola with its ripe little nipple protruding out from it.
Her tiny beautiful Musalmān waist was encircled with a matching red garter belt that held up a pair of red hose.
Her panties, if you could call them that, were simply two pieces of black lace running down the middle of a wrapping of sheer red material.
It was obvious that they were crotchless as I could see some of her kinky red pubic hair peeking out from between the pieces of black lace.
All this was perched atop a pair of bright red pumps that made her lovely legs seem even more perfectly shaped.
In addition, she wore three long strands of pearls around her slender neck and a bracelet of pearls on her left wrist…
“Well, do you like what you saw? I do, as far as I’m concerned.” she asked me naughtily.
I stood staring at her trying to control my mouth from hanging open.
“It looks to me like you do,” she laughed, reaching down and squeezing my brick-hard Uncut Hindu Cock.
“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā, Musalmān Beauty,” I gasped, trying to step back away from her but finding my swollen Uncut Hindu Cock held captive by her beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān hand.
“It looks to me like you were already ready when I got here,” Åādilah Sheikħ smiled at me. “In fact, I think I detect the delicate aroma of hot Ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy. You wouldn’t have been fooling around with another Musalmān Beauty, would you?”
“What…the…uh…what do you mean?” I gasped, trying to free my imprisoned Uncut Hindu Cock from her Musalmān hand.
Eīshān, how impossible it was.
“I mean that I can smell Ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy juice on you. Ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy juice that means a Musalmān Beauty that was hot and wet,” she said, releasing my Uncut Hindu Cock and smelling her hand. “Very hot and very recent; in fact you’re still wet from her.”
“Eīshāaaaaaaaaaaaan ,” I exclaimed, not knowing how I was going to extricate myself from the mess that had the potential to revolutionize my life so radically even if positively.
“Well… Durgesh darling …I am surprised,” Åādilah Sheikħ laughed, finding that she had gained the upper hand. “But relax. I’ve always wanted to be a part of a menage-a-trois. If we can convince the other lady to join us, it looks like I can kill two birds with one stone or two dreams with one Uncut Hindu Cock. I can have you and another Musalmān Beauty all at the same time.”
“Come on, Durgesh darling,” Åādilah Sheikħ smiled, taking my hand and pulling me toward the stairs. “Let’s go meet your other lady friend.”
I couldn’t think of any way to stop the inevitable as I reluctantly followed her up the stairs.
But even as I fought to keep from bolting out the front door in indecision, I found myself admiring my sister-in-law’s lovely, firm round Musalmān ass as she strode up the stairs ahead of me.
She was leading me to my bedroom and all I could think of was her delectable little Musalmān ass.
Still pulling back on her hand, hoping that I could think of something before we walked in on Ħamīdah Sheikħ, my time quickly ran out.
“Let’s see,” Åādilah Sheikħ grinned lewdly when we arrived at the top of the stairs, “Which room would it be. I think we’ll try the master Bedroom first.”
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I finally asked her. “You might not want to know who it is.”
“Now, Durgesh darling, who could it be?” she giggled, walking down the hallway. “Could it be Amy: Āmnah, or Sally: Sāliħah, or maybe even Qudasiyah?”
“No,” I grunted.
“Who was it…OH MY GOD, AUNT ÅĀDILAH SHEIKĦ, WHAT ARE…” Ħamīdah Sheikħ screeched when she saw her aunt enter the room in front of me.
“OH FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE, IT’S LITTLE ĦAMĪDAH SHEIKĦ,” Åādilah Sheikħ blubbered out, rushing over to the bed where Ħamīdah Sheikħ sat stark naked with her wet little Ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy gaping wide open, “Allah, yā Allah! OH MY GOD, CHILD, DID Durgesh, the Hindu scoundrel, HURT You?”
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