Just Eighteen Just Adult: 37

Just Eighteen Just Adult

Durgesh

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Chapter 37

Durgesh Al Rābiyah Al Faisal

Durgesh Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās

Durgesh Al Nādirah Al Faisal

As they kissed, their movements became more urgent, more passionate, both of them wanting more.

After a few minutes, Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās pulled away and turned quickly, clamping her extremely lovely pink young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth over Al Rābiyah Al Faisal’s clit while I was fucking her with my ever stout, ever miraculous, sixty-five years old, utmost experienced, unique, legendary, Uncut Hindu Lund.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal reached up and grabbed Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās’s ass.

She pulled her hard to her extremely lovely pink young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth so that she could lick and suck at her lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī luscious young superb Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

Her tongue roamed eagerly from her gorgeous, glamorous, perfect, round, firm, luscious, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī young Musalmān ass all the way down to her clit.

At first, Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās assumed it was Al Rābiyah Al Faisal’s finger slipping into her lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī luscious young superb Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, but it felt different – longer, thicker.

Then she realised that Al Rābiyah Al Faisal’s hands where still holding her gorgeous, glamorous, perfect, round, firm, luscious, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī young Musalmān ass.

She sighed as she looked up and saw me beside them.

Her hand was now on my ever stout, ever miraculous, sixty-five years old, utmost experienced, unique, legendary, Uncut Hindu Lund, stroking along my hard Hindu length.

She gasped as she pulled my foreskin back along the thick, curved length of my ever stout, ever miraculous, sixty-five years old, utmost experienced, unique, legendary, Uncut Hindu Lund to reveal the red, bulbous head already dripping with pre cum.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal watched as I pulled my ever stout, ever miraculous, sixty-five years old, utmost experienced, unique, legendary, Uncut Hindu Lund out of Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās, and moved behind her.

She reached up to stroke my hard, long ever stout, ever miraculous, sixty-five years old, utmost experienced, unique, legendary, Uncut Hindu Lund.

I moaned out loud, as she wanked me gently, her extremely lovely pink young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth still on Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās’s lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī luscious young superb Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

She pulled my ever stout, ever miraculous, sixty-five years old, utmost experienced, unique, legendary, Uncut Hindu Lund towards Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās, guiding me into her.

She watched as I stretched Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās’s lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī luscious young superb Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

It disappeared slowly, just the head at first, and then the whole Hindu length of mine.

Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās cried out as she felt my ever stout, ever miraculous, sixty-five years old, utmost experienced, unique, legendary, Uncut Hindu Lund enter her nineteen years old Panjvaqtah Namāzī young Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

Even after one year of my almost nonstop lovemaking to her, Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās wasn’t used to my ever stout, ever miraculous, sixty-five years old, utmost experienced, unique, legendary, Uncut Hindu Lund.

She always found there was always something new my ever stout, ever miraculous, sixty-five years old, utmost experienced, unique, legendary, Uncut Hindu Lund could give to her ever ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

What a Penis!

What a Lund!

The Penis Benevolent?

Shivling?

Allah Ålīmun Kħabīrun.

Allah knows better.

As I filled her, her lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī luscious young superb Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot started throbbing around my ever stout, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost experienced, unique, legendary, Uncut Hindu Lund.

She felt Al Rābiyah Al Faisal’s mouth sucking on her ardent Musalmān clit.

Her extremely lovely pink young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth was still hungry to taste her.

I slid my ever stout, ever miraculous, sixty-five years old, utmost experienced, unique, legendary, Uncut Hindu Lund in and out of her, the first long, slow strokes being replaced by a faster, more urgent rhythm as our mutual pleasure, our need, built.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal felt Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās plunge her finger into her synchronizing with the timing of my powerful Hindu thrusts, her wetness pouring onto her smooth Musalmān thighs.

We all cried out as our climaxes built.

I roared as I drove into Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās one last time, before holding my ever stout, ever miraculous, sixty-five years old, utmost experienced, unique, legendary, Uncut Hindu Lund deepest inside her.

She felt it jerking as my balls emptied my Hindu cum into her.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal reached up, lapping at my heavy Hindu balls, sucking them.

Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās screamed as she felt my hot Hindu cum take her over the edge, her finger deep inside Al Rābiyah Al Faisal as she cried out her pleasure as well.

I pulled out of Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās.

Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās rolled off Al Rābiyah Al Faisal, and snuggled up to me as Al Rābiyah Al Faisal did the same, but on the other side of me.

I leant over and kissed them in turn.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal and Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās both reached for my heavy ever stout, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost skilled, unique, utmost renowned, Uncut Hindu Lund, still erect between my my strong Hindu male thighs, still anointed with Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās‘s fragrant Musalmān juices.

I continued to fuck them as we slept again, not worn out even from our early morning exertions.*

It was my birthday.

I was sixty-five.

As usual, I woke up with a raging hardon.

Not all that unusual for a horny young man like me.

What was unusual today was what was causing it.

As I drifted from sleep to waking, I could feel something bringing me up, or bringing my ever stalwart, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost skilled, unique, fabulous, Uncut Hindu Lund  up at least.

Some pretty expert attention was being given to my throbbing member by a wet, slippery expert female Musalmān mouth and equally expert Musalmān tongue that knew just what it took to get me off.

Realizing I wasn’t dreaming, I slowly looked down to see, to my incredible surprise, a gorgeous young woman of about twenty-eight with long auburn hair, beautiful tits in a crimson lace chemise.

Her wide pink mouth was wrapped around the shaft of my ever stalwart, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost skilled, unique, fabulous, Uncut Hindu Lund and her delicate young beautiful Musalmān hand stroked the base of it.

It was Al Faisal Al Ħasan’s wife, Al Jalal Al Islam.

“Al Jalal Al Islam?” I asked, shocked, “What the hell is happening? You’re sucking my ever stalwart, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost skilled, unique, fabulous, Uncut Hindu Lund.”

“Mmm,” she sighed, letting my Uncut Hindu Lund slip Momentarily from her mouth, “Happy Birthday, Ħazrat Mahdi ålayhissalām. You’re sixty-five. I thought you’d like a special birthday wake up.”

“What the hell!” I said.

“Abbū has instructed entire beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān houseladies of this household to give you special sexual treatment as Ħazrat Mahdi ålayhissalām.”

“Nonsense!”

“It’s a grand celebration for a whole year from this very moment.” Al Faisal Al Ħasan’s wife, Al Jalal Al Islam, winked at me, teasing me.

Al Faisal Al Ħasan was Imām Muħammad Ħasan’s son.

He never approved of his Abbū’s activities.

“There is a limit of everything. I can’t understand this crazy dream of Abbū to be the Mustafa Kemal Ataturk of entire Islamic countries.”

“I love it, Al Faisal Al Ħasan,” Al Faisal Al Ħasan’s wife, Al Jalal Al Islam, said curtly, “You should too. Every dīndār and sincere Musalmān should actually.”*

Al Nādirah Al Faisal and I had been fucking each other for more than a year.

I was Al Nādirah Al Faisal’s, though not exclusively.

The exclusion was entirely impossible for I was already married to Saiyadah Fātimah PhD even before Al Nādirah Al Faisal came in my life.

So were the other countless beautiful Musalmān houseladies that were my live in relationship partners, my patients in sex therapy etc.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal shared my bed every night.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal was totally in love with me, and I was in love with Al Nādirah Al Faisal.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal heard my car pull into the driveway, and she greeted me at the front door.

Throwing her arms around my neck, Al Nādirah Al Faisal pulled me close to her and covered my mouth with hers.

It wasn’t a daughterly “welcome home” kiss, it was deep and passionate, including lots of tongue.

“Hi, Durgesh.”

“Hi, Al Nādirah Al Faisal.”

I had called her “Al Nādirah Al Faisal” as long as she could remember, starting when Al Nādirah Al Faisal was a little girl.

Now that Al Nādirah Al Faisal was a grown woman, at nineteen, I still calls Al Nādirah Al Faisal that.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal loved it.

“Sit down on the couch, Anant Muslimātchod Hindu Piyā, and I’ll mix you a drink.”

I was a Juice drinker.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal poured me a double shot.

I hated liquor.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal had a glass of wine.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal snuggled up next to me and asked me about my day.

I was a Sex Therapist, specializing in beautiful Musalmān houseladies. Expensive cure.

The house HVSI built for Al Nādirah Al Faisal and I was all redwood, natural stone, and lots of glass.

It sat on ten acres, surrounded by woods, and we have a beautiful swimming pool in the backyard.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal and I swim naked.

I was Sixty-Five, but I looked thirty years younger. I had broad shoulders.

I was well muscled, due to my years of sex therapy work.

I still had black hair, miraculously, and black seductive eyes.

I was her idol. Her stepfather, her lover, her best friend.

As Al Nādirah Al Faisal said, we’ve been lovers for about a year, starting just after her eighteenth birthday.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal developed a terrible crush on me just when she entered puberty and her body started to change.

I didn’t make any overt moves toward Al Nādirah Al Faisal for several years; neither could she tell I was looking at Al Nādirah Al Faisal in a different way.

Once her beautiful Musalmān breasts formed their first little buds, they grew rapidly.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal was a B cup in the ninth grade, and by the time Al Nādirah Al Faisal was a senior in high school, Al Nādirah Al Faisal had grown into the C cup that Al Nādirah Al Faisal was now.

I was very open and very frank with Al Nādirah Al Faisal when it came to discussing anything of a sexual nature.
If Al Nādirah Al Faisal had any questions about sex, I would answer them for Al Nādirah Al Faisal, without any admonishments or judgment.

Her periods were very irregular, so with my consent, her lady doctor, Dr. Farīdah Jalāl Sheikħ, prescribed birth control pills to help regulate them.

I was quite aware that a lot of teenagers were sexually active, so with the pill, I felt Al Nādirah Al Faisal would be safe.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal had a lot of girlfriends in high school, yet nothing serious.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal did a bunch of making out and a little light touching, through our clothes, but that was the extent of her sexual activity.

Until myself.

I finished my juice, and Al Nādirah Al Faisal mixed her another one.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal sat down beside me, cuddled up, and nuzzled her neck, raining little butterfly kisses all over my face.

Fisting my hand in her hair, I pulled her face into me, and Al Nādirah Al Faisal crushed her lips down on mine.

Kissing me totally intoxicated Al Nādirah Al Faisal, inflamed her with desire.

When I kissed Al Nādirah Al Faisal, there was a hotline between her lips and her clit.

It started to tingle, and Al Nādirah Al Faisal squirmed next to me.

While her tongue was in my mouth, Al Nādirah Al Faisal put her hand on the bulge in my jeans, feeling my Hindu erection grow beneath her beautiful young Musalmān fingers.

Her mouth was more insistent as I undid the button on her Levi’s and she pulled my zipper down.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal could hear me groan appreciating Al Nādirah Al Faisal, as her hand reached under her shorts, wrapping it around my hardened Sixty five years old, utmost experienced, utmost talented, ever extraordinary Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund shaft.

Gripping me firmly, Al Nādirah Al Faisal slid the loose skin on my Sixty five years old, utmost skilled, utmost gifted, ever extraordinary Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund  up and down.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal tugged on my pants and pulled them down, exposing my magnificent Sixty five years old, utmost veteran, utmost capable, ever extraordinary Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund , totally hard, the bulbous head shining and swollen.

Bending down toward me, Al Nādirah Al Faisal took my Sixty five years old, utmost proficient, utmost clever, ever extraordinary Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund  in her hand and lowered her head, taking me in her beautiful young Musalmān mouth.

Coating me with her saliva, Al Nādirah Al Faisal ran her pink Musalmān tongue around and around my swollen Hindu crown while bobbing her beautiful young Musalmān head up and down on me.

Her now expert Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān tongue flicked over that sensitive place when her head met the shaft.

This drove me crazy, and my hips started to buck, my Sixty five years old, ultimate experienced, ultimate talented, ever extraordinary Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund  rising up to meet her beautiful young Musalmān mouth every time it went down.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal cupped my balls in her hand, fondling them first, and then pulling my scrotum down, in rhythm with her descending mouth.

A growl emitted from deep in her throat.

I threw my head back and fisting both hands in her hair, I pulled her beautiful Musalmān head up and down as I thrust up my Sixty five years old, utmost experienced, utmost talented, ever extraordinary Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān mouth.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal was never surprised that it went on for hours.

She was habitual of my ever lasting sexual prowess now entirely.

My every woman was habitual of it gradually ultimately, sooner or later.

Ultimately, Al Nādirah Al Faisal knew I was getting close to release.

I held her tighter.

My balls started to draw up tight.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal could feel the head of my Sixty five years old, utmost experienced, utmost talented, ever extraordinary Anant Muslimātchod Uncut Hindu Lund  swell even more.

Gently, Al Nādirah Al Faisal raked her fingernails over my hardened sack, and that pushed me over the edge.

Shouting her name, I erupted, shooting wad after wad of my Hindu cum down the back of her young Musalmān throat.

Swallowing it all, Al Nādirah Al Faisal looked at up me and smiled.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal really loved to make me cum like this, because Al Nādirah Al Faisal knew very well, how much I’d pay it back to her into her young ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, when we go to bed that night.

Leaving me sated, Al Nādirah Al Faisal got up and made our supper.

Over the years, Al Nādirah Al Faisal had become a really good cook.

That night, Al Nādirah Al Faisal made poached salmon, asparagus with hollandaise sauce, and baby red potatoes.

We had just finished dinner, when the phone rang.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal answered it, and with a scowl, handed it to me.

“It’s HER,” Al Nādirah Al Faisal said.

“Her” referred to her Ammī.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal could never call her Ammī or Mom.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal hated her.

I talked with her for a while.

Al Nādirah Al Faisal couldn’t make much from my side of the conversation, except for an “Uh huh.” “I see.” “Yes.” “I’ll be there.”

“What was that about, Durgesh darling?”

“Well, it seems Al Waħīdah Al Faisal is coming to live with us.”

“Why, Lillāh?” Al Nādirah Al Faisal wailed.*

It was mid morning when we were all awake again.

We stayed together until lunchtime, making love, the three of us enjoying each other’s company, each other’s excellent bodies.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal and Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās  made love to me, teasing me, loving me, kissing and caressing me.

Each of them was as if crazy for me.

I knew very well that it wasn’t my utmost sexual expertise only that, was making even these teenagers crazy to fuck me.

It was the deliberately planned strategy of Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, Modern Democratic Årabia, the Seven Movements of Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and Modern Democratic Årabia too now, their Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad, etctera.

Imām Muħammad Ħasan didn’t want originally to let it happen in this way.

Nevertheless, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was more popular and more capable now.

“She is using the ever unquenched thirst of optimum sex of beautiful Musalmān houseladies, Durgesh, my son.” Imām Muħammad Ħasan, the great man, commented on it gravely, “I wanted to establish Islamic Democracy in the so called Islamic countries and Musalmīn. Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan’s idea of Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah was never in my imagination.”

“That’s what I said, Abbū.” I commented gravely myself.

“I thought I could use my daughter’s immense obsession to you, positively.” Imām Muħammad Ħasan said ruefully.

“She is trying to make almost every beautiful Musalmān houselady my wife and my wife only. It’s the ever oldest ‘Kr’ñvanto vishvam Ummil Åālmīnam’ movement, nothing else.”

“Projection of that time cycle?”

“I’m confident of it cent percent. Of course, Eīshāno Vishvvedasah, Allah Ålīmun Kħabīrun!”

“Why do you think you aren’t Ħazrat Mahdi ålayhissalām?”

They shared my ever stout, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost skilled, unique, utmost renowned, Uncut Hindu Lund as I lay back on the bed, our mouths and hands everywhere.

They watched as a torrent of my Hindu cum exploded from my ever stout, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost skilled, unique, utmost renowned, Uncut Hindu Lund, splattering onto their exquisite young Musalmān breasts and tummies.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal leant over me, sucking the last of my Hindu cum from me.

I moved to one side then, and watched as Al Rābiyah Al Faisal shared my Hindu cum with Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās, before easing her onto her back.

I watched as Al Rābiyah Al Faisal licked and sucked my Hindu cum off my Just Eighteen Just Adult young Musalmān lady’s exquisite young Musalmān  breasts, watched as Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās writhed under our lovers’ lips and tongue and mouth.

Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās reached for Al Rābiyah Al Faisal, tracing her fingers through the cum on her pert exquisite young Musalmān breasts before sucking it hungrily from her fingers.

We lay side by side, our bodies pressed together as we kissed, our hands moving over each other’s sexy bodies.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal stroked me as I watched, my ever stout, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost skilled, unique, utmost renowned, Uncut Hindu Lund long and hard in Al Rābiyah Al Faisal’s hand.

My Hindu shaft was throbbing.

I moved behind Al Rābiyah Al Faisal as she knelt over Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās, all of us moaning as I eased my Ever stout, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, extreme expert, unique, paramount celebrated, Uncut Hindu Lund into Al Rābiyah Al Faisal’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal moaned as my ever stout, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost skilled, unique, utmost prominent, Uncut Hindu Lund filled her.

I moaned as her lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī  luscious young superb Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot sucked me in deep, moulding itself around my ever stout, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost skilled, unique, utmost prominent, Uncut Hindu Lund.

And Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās moaned as she watched my Ever stout, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost skilled, unique, ultimate renowned, Uncut Hindu Lund disappear into Al Rābiyah Al Faisal’s beautiful ardent Musalmān Choot, as she reached up and ran her Musalmān tongue over my Hindu balls.

Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās watched my ever stout, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost skilled, unique, utmost renowned, Uncut Hindu Lund for few moments, watching it slide in and out of Al Rābiyah Al Faisal.

As Al Rābiyah Al Faisal started to cry out, Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās wriggled out from underneath her.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal immediately reached out for the end of the bed, arching her back, urging me to fuck her harder, to fuck her deeper, faster.

Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās knelt beside her, reaching for Al Rābiyah Al Faisal‘s exquisite young Musalmān breasts, her gorgeous, glamorous, perfect, round, firm, luscious, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī young Musalmān ass, touching and caressing her.

As Al Rābiyah Al Faisal came again, her lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī luscious young superb Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot was pulsating around my perpetually resolute, ever implausible, sixty-five years old, ultimate accomplished, unique, utmost prominent, Uncut Hindu Lund.

Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās moved to kneel beside her, to reach out for the end of the bed in an image of Al Rābiyah Al Faisal.

Her gorgeous, glamorous, perfect, round, firm, luscious, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī young Musalmān ass was in the air, her lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī luscious young superb Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot was wet and ready.

I pulled my perpetually resolute, ever implausible, sixty-five years old, ultimate accomplished, unique, utmost prominent, Uncut Hindu Lund out of Al Rābiyah Al Faisal as her orgasm subsided and drove it straight into my Just Eighteen Just Adult young Musalmān lady’s waiting luscious Musalmān body.

I fucked her hard.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal was now beside me.

Her hand reached between my legs for my swaying Hindu balls.

Her other hand was running between Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās‘s tight Musalmān cheeks, searching out her puckered Musalmān hole.

Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās cried out as Al Rābiyah Al Faisal pushed my Uncut Hindu Lund into her gorgeous, glamorous, perfect, round, firm, luscious, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī young Musalmān ass, quickly matching the rhythm of my thrusting perpetually resolute, ever implausible, sixty-five years old, ultimate accomplished, unique, utmost prominent, Uncut Hindu Lund.

Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās almost sobbed as I pulled out of her, but then thrust back with a groan as she felt my ever stout, ever incredible, sixty-five years old, utmost skilled, unique, utmost renowned, Uncut Hindu Lund nudging against her gorgeous, glamorous, perfect, round, firm, luscious, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī young Musalmān ass.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal guided me, feeding me into Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās’s beautiful Musalmān ass until I was fucking her again.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal reached under Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās, rubbing her ardent Musalmān clit with one hand, her own clit with the other.

I held Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās‘s hips driving into her gorgeous, glamorous, perfect, round, firm, luscious, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī young Musalmān ass.

My perpetually resolute, ever implausible, sixty-five years old, ultimate accomplished, unique, utmost prominent, Uncut Hindu Lund, my body, was on fire.

With a roar I came, my Hindu cum erupted into Al Waħīdah Al Ǻbbās’s gorgeous Musalmān ass as she came.

Al Rābiyah Al Faisal fell back on the bed.

After holding each other for long minutes, we all showered, all too aware that our time together was at an end.
Chapter 38

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1. More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

2.Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu

3. Science Fiction

4. On History

5. Commentary on Ved

6. On Hinduism

7. On Islam



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