The Everbest Wives: 37

The Everbest Wives

Durgesh

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Chapter 37

Durgesh Ghausiyah Imtiyāz
Mecca Fataħ

Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was awakened when she heard me come in the house.
It was a little after two a.m. in the morning.
She guessed that I was still not exhausted from my night on the town with my extremely beautiful Musalmān lady friends.
What a man!
He fucked beautiful Musalmān ladies almost 24x7x365, yet he was never exhausted.
A sincere admiration for me, she felt rising inadvertently in her heart and mind.
So many Muslims thought this man was anti Muslim, but whenever they actually came in his contact, they never found anyone a better friend, philosopher and guide than Durgesh.
And that was what that really counts.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz heard me turn on the shower and the shower door close with a heavy thud.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz tried to go back to sleep but she couldn’t.
Durgesh was irresistible.

Ghausiyah Imtiyāz listened to the shower running for a long time and she became concerned since Ghausiyah Imtiyāz didn’t hear any other sounds.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz got out of bed to go and make sure that everything was alright.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz tapped on the bathroom door several times but there was no response.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz tried the door.
It was unlocked.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz went in.
She could see me seated on the tile bench at the rear of the shower stall.
I was leaning against the wall.
I was either asleep or passed out.
The shower was spraying down on me.

Ghausiyah Imtiyāz couldn’t help but notice how handsome I was.
Still at my sixty five, my athletic Hindu male body was amazingly muscular.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz sucked in her breath as Ghausiyah Imtiyāz looked at my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund . Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was immediately embarrassed ─ as my Bahoo Bégum, my daughter in law, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz shouldn’t be looking, but Ghausiyah Imtiyāz couldn’t help it.
It was in a flaccid state lying over on my Hindu thigh yet it still looked to be at least eight inches long.
Allah!
Måshā Allah!
Subħān Allah!
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz never thought of it before.
Even when her husband, Muħammad Jalīl, Muħammad Zalīl actually, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz’s eyes burned contemptuously, divorced Ghausiyah Imtiyāz, Durgesh never told Ghausiyah Imtiyāz to leave his stepson’s house.
Instead, Durgesh fought her case in court and compelled Muħammad Jalīl legally to leave everything to Ghausiyah Imtiyāz and leave the house himself.
As Ghausiyah Imtiyāz remembered, Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Lund was much longer, very much longer, even than her Zalīl husband’s Cut Musalmān nūnī.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz turned off the shower and tried to wrap a towel around my waist as Ghausiyah Imtiyāz dried me off.
I started to come out of it a little, at least enough to barely understand and move for Ghausiyah Imtiyāz.
Some horny Musalmān houseladies must again have drugged her Hindu father in law Durgesh to enjoy sex with him, if he hadn’t conceded.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz wanted to get me to my bed.
She urged me to stand and put her arm over my shoulder.
As I stood up, the towel fell away exposing my extremely attractive legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund to Ghausiyah Imtiyāz once more.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz tried, without luck, not to look.

It was a struggle but Ghausiyah Imtiyāz managed to make it to my bedroom.
As we got to the side of the bed, I slipped from her grasp and fell half-on and half-off the bed.
When I fell, my hand grabbed the sheer material of her sexiest nightgown.
I ripped the front of it completely open and pulled Ghausiyah Imtiyāz down on top of me in the process.

It happened so fast it surprised her.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could feel my warm Hindu male body and damp my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund on her belly as Ghausiyah Imtiyāz tried to get my feet under me and stand up.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz pulled her nightgown together, the best that Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could, as Ghausiyah Imtiyāz looked down on me.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was embarrassed until Ghausiyah Imtiyāz realized that Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was the only one that knew what had just happened.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz lifted my legs to get me on the bed more and, as Ghausiyah Imtiyāz did, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz couldn’t help but stare at my entirely incredible Hindu manhood.
It had been a long time…years in fact since the last time that Ghausiyah Imtiyāz had seen a Lund.
Yet, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz had never seen one this much attractive.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz couldn’t take her eyes off of it.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz stood next to the bed.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz wanted to touch it but had to remind herself that this was Durgesh, her father in law, a Hindu, and it was a crazy idea.

Ghausiyah Imtiyāz turned toward the bedroom door.
Yet before leaving the room, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz stopped to take one more look.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz didn’t know what came over her, but Ghausiyah Imtiyāz thought to herself, no one would ever know what happened!

Her lust, her desires, and her years of frustration seemed to boil over in Ghausiyah Imtiyāz.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz walked back to the edge of the bed, slipped off her torn nightgown, and let it drop to the floor.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was in a sort-of Momentary sexual fantasy.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz cupped her right breast with her left hand and gently massaged it.
Then Ghausiyah Imtiyāz reached out with her other hand and gently let her fingers wrap around the flaccid shaft of her father in law, a Hindu’s legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund.
It was warm and smooth and yet it felt full of life.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz glanced up at her father in law, a Hindu’s face and could see that I hadn’t moved.
Her legs were trembling and feeling a little weak.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz sat on the edge of the bed next to me fondling my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz didn’t know why Ghausiyah Imtiyāz did it, other than all the years without sex overwhelming Ghausiyah Imtiyāz.

Ghausiyah Imtiyāz very gently, and slowly, let her fingers stroke my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz tried to remember the last time she’d felt a Lund in her vagina and Ghausiyah Imtiyāz couldn’t.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz kept glancing at her father in law, a Hindu, to make sure I didn’t start to wake up, or come-to and catch Ghausiyah Imtiyāz fondling my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund.
Suddenly Ghausiyah Imtiyāz realized that my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund was getting hard under her touch.
She felt her stomach tighten with desire and a little fear.
Her hand slipped from her breast and travelled down my athletic Hindu male body to her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz had to keep from crying out as Ghausiyah Imtiyāz started to rub her clitoris with my fingers.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was amazed at how wet her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot was.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could feel her own moisture seeping from her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz desperately needed to be fucked but Ghausiyah Imtiyāz had to be content with what Ghausiyah Imtiyāz had ─ one of her vibrators.

Her father in law’s, a Hindu’s legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund was hard.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz had gently pushed the Hindu foreskin down exposing the pink, swollen Hindu head.
There were long strings of clear Hindu pre-cum that had oozed out of my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund and stuck to her hand.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz tried to imagine what it would feel like to have my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund that attractive fucking her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz glanced at her father in law, a Hindu, and could see no change.

Ghausiyah Imtiyāz suddenly had a crazy thought.
Could Ghausiyah Imtiyāz suck on it without me knowing?
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz couldn’t believe that Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was even considering it.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz knew Ghausiyah Imtiyāz should leave my room and go back to bed, but Ghausiyah Imtiyāz couldn’t.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was paralyzed by years of repressed sexual desire that had been building up inside Ghausiyah Imtiyāz and were finally coming out.
No one would ever know.
No one would ever know.
No one would ever know.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz kept thinking to herself.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could suck on it for just a Moment then Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could go back to her bedroom and masturbate with her vibrator, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz told herself.

Ghausiyah Imtiyāz leaned forward and held my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund gently.
As Ghausiyah Imtiyāz slipped her lips over the swollen Hindu head, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could taste the silky pre-cum.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz moved slowly up and down the hard shaft.
She knew Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was pushing her luck and Ghausiyah Imtiyāz should go back to her bedroom.
Just as Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was about to stop she felt my hand on the back of her head forcing Ghausiyah Imtiyāz further down on my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz completely panicked and Ghausiyah Imtiyāz struggled to get up but my hand kept Ghausiyah Imtiyāz there.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz felt my other hand grip her immensely erect ardent Musalmān breast and massage them, as Ghausiyah Imtiyāz fucked her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān mouth.

Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was in an awkward position but she managed to struggle free.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz stood up next to the bed looking at me.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was so embarrassed Ghausiyah Imtiyāz didn’t know what to do.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz wanted to run back to her room and yet Ghausiyah Imtiyāz couldn’t move.
“I’m sorry,” Ghausiyah Imtiyāz stammered. “I don’t know what happened, I just…”

I reached for her beautiful Musalmān wrist, pulled Ghausiyah Imtiyāz back onto the bed and said,
“Don’t worry, Don’t try to explain, just Don’t stop.”

“No,” Ghausiyah Imtiyāz said in a mild panic. “I’m really sorry…I should go…I shouldn’t have…”

“Stop,” I said as I pulled Ghausiyah Imtiyāz closer to me.
My genuine smile made Ghausiyah Imtiyāz relax a tiny bit as I said,
“There’s no one here but you and me and whatever happens is just between us…it’s nobody’s business, what happens in this house, it’s our secret. Some horniest Musalmān houseladies drugged me unknowingly a little too much tonight but Ghausiyah Imtiyāz, I can still do what you’ve always wanted to do with me. Don’t worry. I am not angry. I understand. It’s all right. You’ve already succeeded in swallowing and sucking my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund. Haven’t you?”
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was immensely frightened now.
She knew how I hated incest.
I had still not forgiven Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan even.
I had still not forgiven my step Ammīs, stepsisters, stepdaughters etcetera for their incestuous activities with me, despite they were now my Live In Relationship Partners even.
I never treated them harshly for it.
Yet never forgave even.
I had adjusted, compromised, yet never surrendered, never approved of it.

I paused before I continued.
“For years I’ve laid here in my bed listening to you masturbating. You thought, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz, I was asleep…but many times, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz, I wasn’t. Most of the time I was fucking your beautiful Musalmān ladyfriends even ─ and you never knew it.”
I paused.
Then continued.
“Occasionally, over the past couple of years, I know you were even hidden in the closets in my room a few times and watched lying us on my bed with your Musalmān ladyfriends, working on your sweet looking pussy. All you ever wanted me was to be the man between your legs that was fucking you. After I was asleep, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz, I know you would sneak out of my room. And when Ghausiyah Imtiyāz, you were in your own bed, you would finger-off as you used to try to imagine what it would feel like to you to fuck me.”

Ghausiyah Imtiyāz didn’t know what to say as Ghausiyah Imtiyāz sat on the edge of the bed looking at me.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz never knew I knew she felt that way about me.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz put her hand on her thigh and rubbed it gently.
The tips of her fingers were only inches from her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot and, without realizing it; Ghausiyah Imtiyāz spread her legs slightly as we looked into each other’s eyes.

I gently moved my hand between her legs as my finger brushed against her swollen clitoris and any measure of resistance Ghausiyah Imtiyāz might have, had melted away.
Her knees were weak and her lower belly ached with desire ─ the desire in the pit of her stomach that every, deeply aroused woman, knows.
The desire that can only be satisfied by having strong and passionate sex with a man.

All the years that Ghausiyah Imtiyāz went without sex had finally surfaced in her and Ghausiyah Imtiyāz simply had no more willpower.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz ached to feel my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund in her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot, holding me, feeling my hot breath on her neck as I plunged myself in and out of her…whispering erotic things in her ear as my arms encircled Ghausiyah Imtiyāz.

Even if I was her own father in law, a Hindu,…for this one time…it was right and Ghausiyah Imtiyāz simply couldn’t resist any longer.
I firmly pulled Ghausiyah Imtiyāz up on my bed so that we were side by side.
I continued to run a warm hand over her naked Musalmān thighs, each time working closer to her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot.
Finally, I was gently running my fingers through her pubic hair.
Her breath was heavy with desire.
With my hand, I finally urged Ghausiyah Imtiyāz to spread her thighs completely apart, a clear act of her submission of her athletic Musalmān body to me as her man.
With a handsome smile, I looked deep into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī naughty Musalmān eyes as I moved my athletic Hindu male body on top of Ghausiyah Imtiyāz.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz put her arms on my back and closed her eyes.
Suddenly Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could feel the head of my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund searching for the opening of her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot.
Wanting to savor every Moment, her total focus was my athletic Hindu male body between her spread Musalmān legs.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz felt my swollen Hindu manhood as it parted her fleshy Panjvaqtah Namāzī quivering Musalmān lips and began gently to invade her hungry throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot.
It had been a long time since a man’s organ had entered her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was tight.
For a brief Moment, it was a little unpleasant as my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund entered Ghausiyah Imtiyāz.
About halfway into her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot the feeling was thrilling beyond explanation.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz confessed, it reminded her of the night so many years ago that she’d lost her virginity to my stepson.

Her father in law, a Hindu, began to fuck Ghausiyah Imtiyāz slowly at first.
Her discomfort vanished very quickly, being replaced with the small waves of pleasure that my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund entering and withdrawing from her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot brought.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz wondered how Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could have done without this feeling for so long.
It seemed so ironic that the last man’s organ Ghausiyah Imtiyāz had in her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot was the stepson of the very man that was fucking her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot now.

It’s difficult to express the jumble of emotions that were surging through Ghausiyah Imtiyāz, as her father in law, a Hindu, fucked her.
I felt as if I needed to make up all that Ghausiyah Imtiyāz had missed over the years.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz watched her father in law, a Hindu’s face as we fucked and Ghausiyah Imtiyāz listened to my heavy breathing and soft moans as my athletic Hindu male body and her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot gave her undescriptive ashvinātam pleasure.

“Bahoo Bégum, daughter in law, you’re such a good fuck!” I whispered in her ear.
My words sent a small shockwave through her as Ghausiyah Imtiyāz remembered how, long ago, my stepson loved to talk sexy to her as they fucked.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz remembered that the harder I fucked her the sexier my words got.

“Yes, tell me more,” Ghausiyah Imtiyāz groaned.

“Ghausiyah Imtiyāz, love the feeling of my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund in your beautiful, hot pussy!” I said softly. “Ghausiyah Imtiyāz, I love fucking your naked extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Musalmān body and most of all, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz, I love the feeling of being on the verge of cuming and emptying my swollen Hindu balls in your hot wet throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot!”

My words were so thrilling that all Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could do was cry out loudly.
Our tempo began to increase and I was driving my hard my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund deeper into her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot with my each Hindu stroke.

“Can you feel my hard legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund filling you completely?”

Ghausiyah Imtiyāz nodded as another moan of pleasure escaped from her lips.

“Did you really hide and watch me fuck your extremely beautiful Musalmān ladyfriends ?” I smiled.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz whispered.
“Yes, I was extremely jealous of them. I wanted to replace them myself.”
I smiled.
“You confess?”
“Oh yes, fuck me hard Durgesh!” Ghausiyah Imtiyāz heard herself pleading with me. “Fuck me hard! Fuck your Bahoo Bégum, daughter in law’s throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot and cum deepest inside me! There’s so you’re your Ghausiyah Imtiyāz wants to do! I’ve missed sex for so long,” Ghausiyah Imtiyāz said.

Her father in law, a Hindu, was hammering her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot with hard, deep, delicious Hindu strokes.
All Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could do was thrust her hips back at me…to help to take me as deeply inside her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān body as Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could.

“Were you really passed out in the shower…or…or was all of this part of your plan to fuck me too?” Ghausiyah Imtiyāz whispered.

I looked down at her, smiled, and Ghausiyah Imtiyāz knew the answer by the look on my face.
“Thank you,” Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was suddenly tearful, “Thank you very much for honoring my needs in such a respectful manner to me. I was in vain afraid of you. You are very kind actually to us Musalmān houseladies ravenous for you.”
I didn’t say I knew Ghausiyah Imtiyāz deliberately compelled her husband, my Musalmān stepson, to divorce her.
He didn’t have another option.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz had indirectly even threatened him that if he wouldn’t divorce her, she’d cuckold him to her Hindu stepfather and herself.
There wasn’t any use of it now.

Suddenly, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was on the verge of losing all control to her orgasm.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was almost ready to go over the top.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could hear herself crying and moaning from the intense pleasure that she knew was about to explode inside her.
Her own sexual tension was stronger than Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could ever remember feeling in her life.
We kept fucking each other until Ghausiyah Imtiyāz heard me groan loudly.

“Oh Eīshān!! Bahoo Bégum, daughter in law, damn it! I’m finally fucking you and I’m cuming…NOW!”
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz heard me moan and she felt my athletic Hindu male body shudder.
My legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund started ejaculating wildly inside her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot.
With the first spurt of my hot Hindu cum her abdominal muscles contracted as her own orgasm overtook Ghausiyah Imtiyāz.
It was one of the most intense orgasms that Ghausiyah Imtiyāz had ever had and it seemed to last longer than any one previously Ghausiyah Imtiyāz could remember.
The waves of pleasure continued inside Ghausiyah Imtiyāz as we remained in the same position.
I fucked Ghausiyah Imtiyāz slowly and caught my breath.
In the gentle aftermath of her orgasm each time my legendary unique Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund would spasm, it would trigger another mild orgasm in her.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz had never been fucked like that before.
Durgesh was really irreplaceable, as her beautiful Musalmān ladyfriends reported to her.
“Durgesh is the ever best Musalmān Beauties fucker, beautiful Musalmān houseladies fucker Hindu.” They praised Durgesh open heartedly.

We fucked once more before we fell asleep and stayed in bed together for the rest of the night.
In the morning Ghausiyah Imtiyāz awoke first and Ghausiyah Imtiyāz remember lying in bed just looking at me as I slept.
Yes, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was conflicted by what had happened and it became obvious that we both wanted more and were willing to deal with any conflict.

Her father in law, a Hindu, and Ghausiyah Imtiyāz taught each other so much.
We explored together, we experimented in our sexuality, and we even boldly stretched the boundaries at times.
I showed her new and very erotic things that I learned from some of the other Musalmān women I dated and Ghausiyah Imtiyāz showed me things she’d learned from what limited experiences she’d had.
What was the most wonderful part of it all was that we explored our sexuality together.*

Ghausiyah Imtiyāz awoke with a start and looked around the room.
It took Ghausiyah Imtiyāz a few seconds to realize that Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was in her father in law, a Hindu’s room, in my bed and not in her own.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz stirred slightly and knew that Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was alone in the bed.
A heavy silence filled the room as her mind went over what had happened the night before in this very bed.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz took in a sharp breath and her abdomen tightened as Ghausiyah Imtiyāz vividly remembered that her father in law, a Hindu, fucked her.
Parts of it didn’t seem real and yet, as her mind became clearer it was all very real.

With a soft groan, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz pulled the covers back and sat up on the edge of the bed for a Moment.
There was a handwritten note on the bedside table that simply said:
‘Gone fishing, be back later.’
She’d forgotten that her father in law told Ghausiyah Imtiyāz that he and a couple of his best friends were going fishing early this morning.
As Ghausiyah Imtiyāz sat there idly looking at the note Ghausiyah Imtiyāz couldn’t help thinking that what had happened the night before was some sort of dream or wish.

At that Moment Ghausiyah Imtiyāz felt a small amount of fluid beginning to seep out of her throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot and onto the inside of her thigh, and there was no doubt that what had happened was very real.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz stood up on unsteady legs and walked to the bathroom.
when Ghausiyah Imtiyāz looked in the mirror Ghausiyah Imtiyāz was surprised at how disheveled her hair was and there was no trace of her make-up left.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz took a long hot shower, simply standing there letting the water run over her naked Musalmān body, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz thought about what had happened.
Again, some of it didn’t seem real but her tender throbbing ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān Choot was proof that it wasn’t just a dream.
Durgesh had really fucked his Bahoo Bégum, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz, doubtlessly.
Well, that’s very good.
Ghausiyah Imtiyāz picked up her mobile.
“Hey, Farīdah Imām, Ghausiyah Imtiyāz here. Mecca Fataħ!”

Chapter 38
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1. Bahoo Begum

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3. The Audacity 4: We need to talk

4. The Audacity 5,16,17,18

5. Ved Nagar 33, 34, 35

6. The Everbest Wives: 37 Durgesh Ghausiyah Imtiyāz: Mecca Fataħ
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4. On History

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6. On Hinduism

7. On Islam



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