Just Eighteen Just Adult:29

Just Eighteen Just Adult

Durgesh

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Chapter 29

Durgesh Al Furqān Al Zahīr
Durgesh Ilāhī Dåūd

The fog seemed to be reaching for her, trying to hold her back as Al Furqān Al Zahīr fought her way through its swirling eddies.
The fog had been with her all morning, but now it seemed to be growing thicker by the second.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr was only few feet away from the cabin and Al Furqān Al Zahīr could barely make out its vague shape through the surging mass.

Making it to the porch, she quickly stepped up the short stairs and hurried across the deck to the front door.
Pushing the door open Al Furqān Al Zahīr turned, giving the fog one last look before Al Furqān Al Zahīr shivered and stepped inside.
Just as the cold mist outside had wrapped itself around her, inside the warm heat from the fireplace embraced her.

Setting her overnighter down Al Furqān Al Zahīr ran her hands over her jacket, brushing away the lingering wetness from the fog.
Glancing around Al Furqān Al Zahīr saw that the breakfast dishes were neatly stacked in the sink.
Probably Ilāhī Dåūd’s doing Al Furqān Al Zahīr thought as she knew that I would never do that.
But where were we?
Surely we weren’t out for a walk in the cold fog.
So we must be in the bedroom Al Furqān Al Zahīr told herself as the first nagging hint of foul play began to nip at Insides.
Then Al Furqān Al Zahīr saw Ilāhī Dåūd’s red gown lying in a muddle in front of the couch. And beside it lay My shoes, socks, pants and shorts while my shirt lay in a quickly discarded mess on the couch.

No!
We wouldn’t Al Furqān Al Zahīr told herself, slowly tiptoeing across the room toward the slightly ajar door.
Halfway across the room Al Furqān Al Zahīr heard it.
The sound was the unmistakable!
It was the sound of flesh striking flesh.

Strangely, the first thing that flashed through her mind was that day ten years ago when Al Furqān Al Zahīr had caught me disciplining Ilāhī Dåūd.
When Ilāhī Dåūd had walked into my den, I had her bent over my knees and was about to give her a spanking.
But the disturbing part had been seeing her daughter’s plain, white cotton panties wrapped around her ankles, leaving her naked from the waist down.

Was I giving her another spanking?
Had I taken up from then and resumed my game?
Or maybe Ilāhī Dåūd was an eager participant…joining in with the game I had inflicted on her?

At last Al Furqān Al Zahīr was at the door!
Scarcely able to breathe, Al Furqān Al Zahīr reached out and slowly pushed the door open.*

Allaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Oh…MY…GOD, Al Furqān Al Zahīr gasped to herself, staring at the scene that greeted her!

It was something Al Furqān Al Zahīr would never forget Al Furqān Al Zahīr told herself.
My big bare ass, slowly working up and down as I slid my giant, juice-slathered Uncut Hindu Lund in and out of Ilāhī Dåūd’s extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
Her Live in relationship partner …her own Live in relationship partner was fucking her own daughter……her baby Ilāhī Dåūd!

Jealousy was first…then anger…then revulsion…How could I fuck her own daughter?
Her daughter…her beautiful Ilāhī Dåūd…

“Ammī!” Ilāhī Dåūd choked out as Ilāhī Dåūd saw her Ammī staring at us.

“Al Furqān Al Zahīr!” I grunted out, turning toward her, my Uncut Hindu Lund still buried deepest inside Ilāhī Dåūd’s oozing extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot .

“How could you?” Al Furqān Al Zahīr whined, backing away from the door.

Heading straight for the pantry Al Furqān Al Zahīr threw open the door, grabbed the almost full bottle of bourbon and a glass.

Tottering over to the coffee table on adrenaline weakened knees Al Furqān Al Zahīr flopped down onto the couch and quickly sloshed a juiced three fingers of bourbon into the glass.
Tipping it up Al Furqān Al Zahīr consumed it all in one swift, choking gulp.
The alcohol burned its way down her throat leaving her gasping for breath as Al Furqān Al Zahīr sloshed another shot of booze into the glass.

Booze!
Her Ammī’s answer to any of life’s problems Ilāhī Dåūd thought as Ilāhī Dåūd heard the clink of glass against glass.

But now what?
This was a dilemma of monumental proportions…Ammī catching Durgesh fucking her Daughter!
The only answer that Ilāhī Dåūd could see at the Moment, as I sophisticatedly, and still surprisingly confidently, backed my still throbbing Uncut Hindu Lund out of her extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, was bringing her Ammī into it.
Making her an accomplice in the act…

“Off…get off, Please!” Ilāhī Dåūd grunted, pushing me up and off her, dragging my juice-drenched Uncut Hindu Lund out of her. “I’ve got to salvage what I can out of this! Damn her anyway, she wasn’t supposed to be here until tomorrow…”

“I know…I know,” I said gravely. “What…what are you going to do?”

Strange Ilāhī Dåūd thought.
Now Ilāhī Dåūd was in control and Durgesh was testing her prudence …following her lead to see how Ilāhī Dåūd could extricate us from the dire straits we found ourselves in.

Then Ilāhī Dåūd heard a second ping of glass on glass, followed by a loud gurgle of liquid being splashed into a glass.

Well, if she keeps that up, we’re won’t be any reason for anything.
She’ll be so drunk Al Furqān Al Zahīr won’t remember anything anyway Ilāhī Dåūd told herself.

Rolling off the bed, Ilāhī Dåūd looked around, trying to find her robe.
Then Ilāhī Dåūd remembered Ilāhī Dåūd had left it out by the couch in our rush to orgasmic fulfillment.
Now what Ilāhī Dåūd asked herself.

“Off…Get off the bed, please!” Ilāhī Dåūd pleaded, pushing me off the bed.

“What? What are you doing?” I asked.

“Something to cover…Need to cover myself,” Ilāhī Dåūd fussed, jerking the sheet off the bed and wrapping it around her.

Trying not to stumble on the sheet Ilāhī Dåūd shuffled across the room toward the open door.
Stopping at the door Ilāhī Dåūd anxiously peered out into the cabin main room.
Her Ammī was sitting on the couch, her back to the door, tipping her head back and gulping down another drink.

“Ammī, I’m NOT sorry, I needed it very much. You can’t keep that unique legendary Uncut Hindu Lund of Durgesh to yourself only, not sharing even with your own daughter. Damn it. I’d never let you.” Ilāhī Dåūd said furiously, shuffling across to the couch.

“How could you?” her Ammī whined. “And with Durgesh, of all people. That’s so sick!”

“But we love each other,” Ilāhī Dåūd declared boldly, not even a bit ashamed of herself.

“HE’S MY DURGESH! My Live in relationship partner! Don’t you get it? It’s wrong…so wrong,” her Ammī fumed, splashing another three fingers of bourbon into her empty glass.

Tipping up the glass Al Furqān Al Zahīr poured half of the fiery liquor down her already scorched throat, then looked over at her grown daughter.

“What did Durgesh do to get you to go along with his sex game?” her Ammī asked her. “Did he threaten you or something? But don’t lie to me because I don’t think he did. You certainly didn’t look like you were being coerced. You looked like you were enjoying it just as much as he was!”

“I was,” Ilāhī Dåūd said determinedly. “Yes, I was enjoying it…Enjoying it just as much as he was! I’m the one who seduced Durgesh ! And I’m no child any more, Ammī…and…and he’s no child himself. We’re both consenting adults. Consenting adults and we can do what we want to.”

“So you think that fucking my Live in relationship partner is just a fucking game,” her Ammī angrily declared, the alcohol beginning the blur the edges of her words just a little. “That’s not only incest, my dear, that’s adultery. Adultery, since you’re both…ADULTS…”

“Well, take him back,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr muttered stabbing her finger in the direction of the bedroom. “If you want him so much, he’s right there in the bedroom. Go take him back…”

“I don’t know if I want him back,” her Ammī angrily retorted, lifting the glass to her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth and finishing off her drink. “But if I did, I could. Why you’re just a babe in the woods. I could outfuck you seven ways to Sunday. If I wanted to…”

“Well, do it then!” Ilāhī Dåūd snorted back at her. “Go in there and fuck Durgesh seven ways to Sunday!”

“Why? So you can watch? Why that’s even sicker. You want to watch your Ammī and Durgesh fucking? You’re a sick little girl…”

“Yeah…yeah, I’d like to watch you and Durgesh fucking!” Ilāhī Dåūd declared with a malicious smile playing across her lips. “Like to watch Durgesh stick his big Uncut Hindu Lund in your extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot and fuck the hell out of you with it. Yeah, that would be so fucking hot…”

“Sick…you’re sick, Ilāhī Dåūd,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr mumbled, recharging her glass with more bourbon.

But even as Al Furqān Al Zahīr spoke Al Furqān Al Zahīr found herself thinking back what Al Furqān Al Zahīr had told herself as Al Furqān Al Zahīr got out of the car.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr had hoped Al Furqān Al Zahīr could keep from fucking Durgesh in front of Ilāhī Dåūd, but now her daughter was actually suggesting that Al Furqān Al Zahīr do just that.
Wanting her to fuck Durgesh right in front of her.
Fuck Durgesh while Ilāhī Dåūd watched… Although the thought was sick and disturbing Al Furqān Al Zahīr couldn’t stop the stirring Al Furqān Al Zahīr suddenly felt down inside her extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr couldn’t do it!
How could she even think such a thing?
Al Furqān Al Zahīr wasn’t sick and twisted like Ilāhī Dåūd and Durgesh were!
Was she?

But even as Al Furqān Al Zahīr let the loathsome thought swirl through her head, the alcohol was having a telling effect on her, spreading out from her belly, warming her and deadening the sense of revulsion Al Furqān Al Zahīr had felt at first.
Another funny thing Al Furqān Al Zahīr tipsily thought.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr and Durgesh had always talked of having a threesome.
About how we would do it someday just for the kicks.
It had always been about another woman, never about another man.
And Ilāhī Dåūd was a woman…that was for sure…a beautiful woman…all grown up…everywhere!

“Ammī!” Al Furqān Al Zahīr heard Ilāhī Dåūd say, breaking her out of her reverie.

“What? What?” Al Furqān Al Zahīr muttered, reviled at herself for having such thoughts.

“I think that it’s getting kinda hot in here, don’t you?” Ilāhī Dåūd asked, reaching for the top button on her Ammī’s blouse.

Moving quickly Ilāhī Dåūd had the top three buttons unbuttoned before Al Furqān Al Zahīr realized what Ilāhī Dåūd was doing.

Brushing her daughter’s insistent fingers away, Al Furqān Al Zahīr looked down and saw that the lacy edge of her bra was visible in the margin of her unbuttoned blouse.

“It’ll be okay, Al Furqān Al Zahīr,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr heard me say from the doorway of the bedroom.
Turning to look at me Al Furqān Al Zahīr saw that I had the other sheet wrapped around my Hindu male waist as Al Furqān Al Zahīr felt Ilāhī Dåūd’s fingers return to her blouse.

Woozily, Al Furqān Al Zahīr looked back down as Ilāhī Dåūd’s fingers flew down the front of her blouse.

“Durgesh, how could you?” Al Furqān Al Zahīr mumbled as Al Furqān Al Zahīr felt Ilāhī Dåūd spread her blouse open.

“Why, Ammī…” Ilāhī Dåūd smirked, staring down at her Ammī’s brassiere. “Such a cute bra…and sexy, too!”

Wishing Al Furqān Al Zahīr had worn one of her normal bras, Al Furqān Al Zahīr looked down and saw that her big, puffy nipples were protruding out through the open slit down the middle of each of the cups of frilly lace.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr had been feeling so horny when Al Furqān Al Zahīr left home Al Furqān Al Zahīr had put on her open fronted bra so Al Furqān Al Zahīr could feel her big nipples rubbing against her blouse as Al Furqān Al Zahīr drove along.
And now that choice had come back to haunt her.

“Durgesh, look how hard her nipples are,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr heard Ilāhī Dåūd exclaim as her daughter ran her fingertip over the bloated swell of one of her protruding nipples. “I think she wants you pretty bad…”

” Ilāhī Dåūd…don’t…please don’t, Baby…” Al Furqān Al Zahīr fussed, trying to hide her nipples behind her cupped hands.

But this only gave Ilāhī Dåūd time to find the dainty zipper between the cups of her bra and jerk it down.

“Oh, No!” Al Furqān Al Zahīr gasped as she felt her brassiere fly apart only held together by her hands.

As Al Furqān Al Zahīr fought to cover herself Al Furqān Al Zahīr heard me shuffle up behind the couch.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr helplessly watched me brush her hands aside and cup the smooth whiteness of her heavy udders in my strong Hindu hands.

“No… Durgesh …we can’t do this,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr pleaded as I gently kneaded her big Musalmān tits.

“Yes, yes, we can, Al Furqān Al Zahīr,” I whispered. “This is fate or destiny or whatever…it was meant to be…”

“36DD,” Ilāhī Dåūd said, holding up her Ammī’s brassiere and reading the tag. “I am jealous. Makes me want to hide my 34Cs.”

“Oh, no Ilāhī Dåūd, please,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr groaned, realizing that Ilāhī Dåūd had dropped her bra and was now unbuttoning her skirt.

Allaaaaaaaaaaah! God, Al Furqān Al Zahīr crazily thought to herself.
If Ilāhī Dåūd thought my brassiere was bad, what is Ilāhī Dåūd going to think about my crotchless panties? But I had to wear them! How else could I play with my Musalmān clit while I was driving?

“Oh, Ammī!” Ilāhī Dåūd exclaimed as Ilāhī Dåūd began to ease her short skirt down her Ammī’s long, shapely legs. “You are so…so naughty…”

Before Ilāhī Dåūd could catch herself, Al Furqān Al Zahīr raised her excellent Musalmān butt up off the couch, letting her skirt eased out from underneath her.

All three of us stared down at Al Furqān Al Zahīr’s lace trimmed panties.
The sheer, pink panties not only had lace-edged leg holes, but there was a lacy slit running up the very center of the panties.
And her furry muff was easily discernible through the thin material which was wetly sticking to her meaty extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot lips.
And we all saw the wet, juices spreading out from her extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, staining her panties and wetly clinging to her Musalmān skin.

“Wow, Durgesh, she is hot for you,” Ilāhī Dåūd declared, easing her fingers down under the waistband on her Ammī’s panties and pulling us down her legs. “Look at all that juice pouring out of her extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.”

“This is so embarrassing,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr murmured, leaning forward as I peeled her blouse down off her shoulders.

Easing her Ammī’s dainty feet out of driving loafers Ilāhī Dåūd pulled her skirt and panties over her bare feet.

Once her blouse was off, I cupped her big, heavy Musalmān breasts in my Hindu hands and lovely squeezed and fondled them as Ilāhī Dåūd placed her hands on her Ammī’s smooth, white inner thighs.
Pushing her legs apart Ilāhī Dåūd reached down and drug a finger up the juice-filled valley between her Ammī’s thick, meaty extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot lips.

“Oh…No…”Al Furqān Al Zahīr murmured as Ilāhī Dåūd leaned down and buried her nose in the fragrant bush of furry curls surrounding Al Furqān Al Zahīr’s mature yet still extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

But that didn’t stop her hands from curling around behind Ilāhī Dåūd’s head and pulling her down into her extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
Just then, as Ilāhī Dåūd’s hot tongue found her Musalmān clit, Al Furqān Al Zahīr felt My big hard Uncut Hindu Lund flop down on the juncture where her neck and shoulder met.
Turning her head to the side Ilāhī Dåūd was able to wrap her lips around it from the side and work her tongue up and down a small portion of its shaft.

This awkward ballet continued for several Moments before Ilāhī Dåūd lifted her head.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” Ilāhī Dåūd said, running her tongue over her juice-smeared lips.

“No…no…we can’t…we must stop,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr fussed slapping her legs together and stubbornly remaining on the couch.

Then, as Ilāhī Dåūd pushed up to her feet in front of her, I came waddling around from behind the couch, my giant Uncut Hindu Lund sticking straight out as it angrily slashed the air in front of me.

Then Al Furqān Al Zahīr’s eyes found it.

“Durgesh! What did you do? You don’t have any hair down there!” Al Furqān Al Zahīr exclaimed, staring at my denuded groin and balls.

” Ilāhī Dåūd did it,” I grinned cunningly, reaching down and curling my hand around my stiff Hindu peter. “Do you like it?”

“Allah, God…how could you let my own daughter do that to you?” Al Furqān Al Zahīr groaned, looking up at smiling Ilāhī Dåūd.

“I thought I did a nice job of it,” Ilāhī Dåūd said. “Didn’t nick him a single time.”

“It looks…looks…oh, this is all just too crazy,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr whined, unable to take her eyes off my hairless Hindu crotch.

Just then Ilāhī Dåūd leaned down and took hold of her Ammī’s arm at the same time I took hold of her other arm.
Pulling together, we quickly hauled her up to her feet as Al Furqān Al Zahīr futilely fought us.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr continued to struggle making her large, pendant Musalmān tits flounce and flop as we forcefully pulled her toward the bedroom.

“Please…we can’t…it’s wrong…so wrong,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr wailed as we approached the bed.

Then Al Furqān Al Zahīr found herself on her back looking up at Ilāhī Dåūd’s meaty extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot lips as they hovered above her very lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān face.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr could feel Ilāhī Dåūd’s knees denting the bed on each side of her head as the bed shuddered and Al Furqān Al Zahīr saw My big Uncut Hindu Lund slide down between her very lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān face and Ilāhī Dåūd’s extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
Suddenly Al Furqān Al Zahīr felt Ilāhī Dåūd’s hot lips encircle her Musalmān clit as her daughter began to tongue and tickle it.

” Ilāhī Dåūdddddddddddd,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr murmured out as Ilāhī Dåūd’s hot, little tongue busily went about its intense task.

Then as her daughter hungrily devoured her extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot and Musalmān clit, I pushed my Uncut Hindu Lund down until its big, mauve head was resting on her ruby red lips.

“Suck it, dear,” I said, pressing it down onto her lips.

Obediently, she opened her inestimably outstanding Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth and slowly sucked my Uncut Hindu Lund inside while I eased it into her incalculably outstanding Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
Gently sucking on it, Al Furqān Al Zahīr ran her tongue up and down the ridged underside of my Uncut Hindu Lund while I held it still for her to play with.
Then I slowly backed it out of her inestimably outstanding Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth and tilted it upward, aiming its purple head at Ilāhī Dåūd’s waiting Musalmān snatch.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr watched on with sick fascination as I fitted the great barbed Hindu head between Ilāhī Dåūd’s juice-drenched extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot lips.
Then with a soft grunt, I eased all eight plus inches of the monster into Ilāhī Dåūd’s oozing extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr couldn’t believe it as I slowly stroked my juice-slathered Uncut Hindu Lund in and out of Ilāhī Dåūd’s extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot only a couple of inches above her very lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān face.
In fact, it was so close Al Furqān Al Zahīr could feel My big, dangling balls bump over her nose, mouth, and chin every time I pushed it in and drug it back out.
And Al Furqān Al Zahīr could smell her daughter’s musky Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān juices as they dripped down onto her chin, coating it with the sticky juice.

Then after a few strokes, I backed my wet, glistening Uncut Hindu Lund out of Ilāhī Dåūd’s extremely hungry Musalmān snatch and pushed it down onto Al Furqān Al Zahīr’s full lips once again.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr opened her inestimably outstanding Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth and sucked my Uncut Hindu Lund back inside it, running her Panjvaqtah Namāzī pink Musalmān tongue over it and tasting her daughter’s sweet Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān nectar.
The warm juices tasted of her daughter’s sex, her readiness, her femininity, and her womanhood.
Ilāhī Dåūd was right in that way Ilāhī Dåūd was no longer a child.
Ilāhī Dåūd was a woman now.
Ilāhī Dåūd was fruitful and fertile Musalmān woman having already produced one child and easily capable of producing a second.
The thought of Ilāhī Dåūd having My child filled her mind with chaos.
But somehow, in a sick, demented way Al Furqān Al Zahīr wanted it to happen.
Wanted her Live in relationship partner to have another child.
In Ilāhī Dåūd’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān womb.

Al Furqān Al Zahīr would do her part in the act Al Furqān Al Zahīr drunkenly thought.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr bring my Hindu seed up from my great, dangling Hindu balls and prepare it for its insertion into Ilāhī Dåūd’s waiting ardent Musalmān womb where it would grow and flourish.
But even as this wicked thought flashed through her mind Al Furqān Al Zahīr felt Ilāhī Dåūd’s insistent tongue driving her toward her Moment.
The Moment Al Furqān Al Zahīr would lose all control and her extremely beautiful exquisite excellent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body would take over.
Making her obey its will as it was filled with the profound joy and fulfillment of total gratification.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr could feel herself tensing, preparing for the final dash for the finish, but suddenly Ilāhī Dåūd’s relentless tongue lifted off her Musalmān clit.

“Whafffompphhhh,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr groaned out around My giant prod, trying to tell Ilāhī Dåūd not to stop.

“Durgesh…come fuck her…she’s ready to come…fuck her and let me watch,” Ilāhī Dåūd blurted out, rolling off her Ammī.

With a sneering smile, I jerked my Uncut Hindu Lund out of Al Furqān Al Zahīr’s mouth and quickly scrambled down between her extremely beautiful Musalmān legs.
Sliding my arms under her long legs, I hefted them up and shoved them against her heaving Musalmān tits, baring her extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot, vulnerably exposing it to my Hindu attack.

Then I felt Ilāhī Dåūd’s hot naughty insistent Musalmān fingers on my Uncut Hindu Lund, holding it and aiming it down at the wet, meaty Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān hole between Al Furqān Al Zahīr’s legs.

“Fuck!” I grunted, jerking my Hindu hips forward and ripping my Uncut Hindu Lund down into her clutching extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot all the way up to its hairless Hindu hilt.

“Fuck her, Durgesh…fuck her…fuck her hard,” Ilāhī Dåūd giggled out, lying beside us, her eyes glued on our union as I began to fuck her Ammī, Al Furqān Al Zahīr, with deepest, hammering blows.

Ilāhī Dåūd was so close to where our bodies were slapping together, her very lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān face was getting splattered with the wet juices flying out of her Ammī’s extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot .
Flicking her Panjvaqtah Namāzī pink Musalmān tongue out, Ilāhī Dåūd ran it around her inestimably outstanding Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth, tasting her Ammī’s sex.

“Allaaaaaaaaaaaaah, God…Yessssssss,” Al Furqān Al Zahīr hissed, thrusting herself back at me as she threw her head back and clenched her extremely beautiful Musalmān eyes shut.

Arching her back Al Furqān Al Zahīr shoved her big, undulating Musalmān tits up against my Hindu chest as I sought out her open extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth with mine.
Grunting out our effort, we hungrily kissed as we fucked.

Fascinated with the sheer ecstasy of it all Ilāhī Dåūd gawked on at her copulating Ammī.
But Ilāhī Dåūd had primed her Ammī too well and within a matter of Moments Ilāhī Dåūd saw the muscles around her extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot begin to contract and relax in spastic rhythm.

Her Ammī was making groaning, moaning sounds she began to shake and shudder, digging her fingernails down into My bounding back.
Sensing her orgasm, I plunged my Uncut Hindu Lund into her as deepest as it would go and held it there as I let her ride out her climax on my imbedded Uncut Hindu Lund.

Ilāhī Dåūd could see the river of juice pouring out of her Ammī’s extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot as it flowed out, coating my big, dangling balls with the sticky juices.
There was so much of the stuff, it was actually dripping off my balls down onto the bed sheets.

Finally, with one last shuddering shiver, her Ammī began to melt back down onto the bed.

As Al Furqān Al Zahīr did Ilāhī Dåūd reached out and cupped my drenched balls in the palm of her hand.

“Me, Durgesh…give me your juice…put it in me and make another baby,” Ilāhī Dåūd babbled, giving us a gentle squeeze before rolling over onto her back and throwing her extremely beautiful Musalmān legs apart.

“Yessss… Durgesh, her…fuck her…” Al Furqān Al Zahīr mumbled as I eagerly dropped her extremely beautiful Musalmān legs and moved out from between her legs.

Shuffling across the tangle of extremely beautiful Musalmān female legs, I quickly made my way up between Ilāhī Dåūd’s widespread Musalmān legs with my wet, juice-slathered Uncut Hindu Lund anxiously bobbing up and down below me.
Then, to my immense pleasant surprise, I felt Al Furqān Al Zahīr’s Musalmān fingers on it, aiming it and guiding it down to her daughter, Ilāhī Dåūd’s, waiting extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot .
Then, just as I had done with Al Furqān Al Zahīr, I slipped my arms under Ilāhī Dåūd’s shapely Musalmān legs and hoisted them up into the air, forcing them down onto her Musalmān tits.

Finding the juice-slickened opening of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely lovely Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot with the rounded tip of my Uncut Hindu Lund, I gave out a loud grunt and slammed all eight-plus inches of my monstrous Uncut Hindu Lund down into her.
As it had been with her Ammī, Ilāhī Dåūd’s extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot was deep and wide, able to accommodate to my mammoth Uncut Hindu Lund, taking it inside her without pain or discomfort.
Yet, at the same time, the muscles encircling the opening of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely lovely Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot were was still strong and tight.
An attribute that her Ammī must have passed onto her…But the Assalāt exercises Ilāhī Dåūd religiously performed every day didn’t hurt.

Ilāhī Dåūd’s curvaceous calves were rubbing against my Hindu chest, the crooks of her trim ankles hooked over my shoulder with her dainty feet arched to point her toes as I pounded my Uncut Hindu Lund into her with fevered Hindu eagerness.

Watching her Hindu Live in relationship partner fuck her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān daughter, Al Furqān Al Zahīr reached out and ran her hand over my bounding Hindu buttocks, gently tickling it with her fingernails.
How could this be happening, Al Furqān Al Zahīr drunkenly wondered.

Chapter 30
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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

Just Eighteen Just Adult:28

Just Eighteen Just Adult

Durgesh

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Chapter 28

Durgesh Ilāhī Dåūd
Durgesh Al Furqān Al Zahīr

Brushing my hands away Ilāhī Dåūd grasped one of her big Musalmān tits between her hands and gently began to squeeze on her breast.

As Ilāhī Dåūd did it, a spray of milk squirted out, painting my face with a speckling of drops of white milk.

“Don’t waste it, it’s too precious,” I complained, leaning down and quickly sucking the spraying nipple into my mouth.

“Ummmm…ummmm…ummmm…” I murmured out around her breast as I sucked and pulled on it with my lips and mouth.

Ilāhī Dåūd felt another tingle tickle through her breast and nipple as her thick milk began to pour out into my sucking mouth.
Trying not to dislodge my mouth, Ilāhī Dåūd reached down and curled her fist around my jutting Uncut Hindu Lund.
Squeezing and pulling on my Uncut Hindu Lund with one hand Ilāhī Dåūd wrapped her other hand around the back of my head and pulled me against her tit.

After several Moments, I reluctantly lifted my mouth away from her breast, leaving her milk-coated nipple gently bobbling.
Leaning forward, I covered her full, red lips with my milky white lips.
Ilāhī Dåūd could taste her milk as I drove my tongue down into her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth, exploring it with inquisitive probing.
Suddenly Ilāhī Dåūd felt herself wanting to take me in her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
Take me in her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth and suck out my next load of thick, juicy cum.
Suck it out and swallow my gift to her this time.

Raising her hands up to my Hindu chest Ilāhī Dåūd gave me a little push as our mouths parted.

“Durgesh, I want to suck your Uncut Hindu Lund,” Ilāhī Dåūd panted, squeezing my Uncut Hindu Lund roughly. “I want to suck your Uncut Hindu Lund and suck out its creamy Hindu cum. Suck it out and swallow your sweet Hindu cream.”

“Eīshān! Oh, God Ilāhī Dåūd,” I groaned, reaching down and sweeping her up into my muscular Hindu arms for the second time.

Staggering across the room, I struggled into the bedroom and unceremoniously dumped her down onto the bed.
Ilāhī Dåūd scrambled around, stretching out across the bed until her head was draped down over the edge of the bed on one side and her stiletto heels dangled off over the other edge of the bed.
Now, with her neck tilted back like it was Ilāhī Dåūd could take my Uncut Hindu Lund straight down into her esophagus…Ilāhī Dåūd could deep throat me…deep throat me and take my giant Uncut Hindu Lund into her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth and throat…

“Durgesh,” Ilāhī Dåūd asked, looking up at me as I stepped up, my giant Uncut Hindu Lund bobbing up and down above her very lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān face.

“What?” I asked impatiently.

“Does Ammī ever deep throat you?” Ilāhī Dåūd lecherously smiled.

“Eīshān! Oh, God, Child,” I groaned, unable to answer her.

Looking up, Ilāhī Dåūd ran her eyes over the underside of my Uncut Hindu Lund.
Studying it Ilāhī Dåūd could see the slight scar encircling it from my Uncut Hindu Lund and the bulging, rounded ridge of flesh running the length of the underside of my Uncut Hindu Lund, all the way from my big, dangling balls in our fleshy, wrinkled sac up to the arrow shaped junction where the shaft of my giant Uncut Hindu Lund intruded up into the smooth roundness of my Uncut Hindu Lund head.
Flicking out her tongue Ilāhī Dåūd slowly licked up the twitching, bobbling barrel of my Uncut Hindu Lund ending with her tongue on the cleft where the shaft joined the head.
Flicking her tongue back and forth across the sensitive breach Ilāhī Dåūd watched my Uncut Hindu Lund flinch and jump.
Finally, Ilāhī Dåūd reached up and lazily bent my Uncut Hindu Lund down until the smooth, purple head rested on her full, red Musalmān lips.
Opening her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth wider Ilāhī Dåūd sensuously sucked it into her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth with an obscenely loud slurp.

“Fuck!” I muttered as Ilāhī Dåūd tilted her head back farther and let me slide my Uncut Hindu Lund deeper into her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.

Reaching around behind me Ilāhī Dåūd dug her fingernails down into the quivering flesh of my ass-cheeks.
Pulling me back, she eased my Uncut Hindu Lund backwards and then pulled it back into her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth until its big head gently nudged up against the opening of her throat.
Giving out a soft, little gag Ilāhī Dåūd pushed me back and sucked in a deep breath around the thick shaft of my Uncut Hindu Lund.
Then Ilāhī Dåūd pulled my Uncut Hindu Lund back into her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
But this time, when my Uncut Hindu Lund head thudded into the opening of her throat Ilāhī Dåūd didn’t stop.
Gagging, fighting back the urge to spill her guts, she jerked on my ass, pulling me forward and sending my Uncut Hindu Lund sliding down into her throat.
Once my Uncut Hindu Lund was past the opening of her throat, the gag reflex diminished as Ilāhī Dåūd swallowed and let her throat muscles clutch and clench down around the imbedded Hindu monster.

“Eīshān,” I blathered out as Ilāhī Dåūd swallowed again and again.

At last Ilāhī Dåūd pulled my Uncut Hindu Lund back out of her throat and kept going until it bobbed above her very lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān face dripping her own spit down onto her very lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān face.

“Did that feel juiced, Durgesh?” Ilāhī Dåūd grinned up at me, running the tip of her pink Musalmān tongue over her lips.

“Child, you’re going to make me have a heart attack,” I groaned, leaning down and trying to fit the evil, barbed tip of my Uncut Hindu Lund back down into her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.

Ignoring my Uncut Hindu Lund for a Moment Ilāhī Dåūd pulled me forward until the wrinkled sac holding my big testicles was dangling down onto her lips.
Opening her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth Ilāhī Dåūd slowly sucked both of my balls into her hot, sucking mouth.
Now her nose was buried in the crack of my ass as Ilāhī Dåūd ran her tongue over the fleshy sac, licking and lapping at my balls for several long Moments before Ilāhī Dåūd let us slither out from between her lips.
Then pulling me farther yet Ilāhī Dåūd slowly spread the cheeks of my ass apart and tickled her tongue over the protrusion of my puckered asshole.

“Eīshān!” I gasped, spreading my legs and easing my butt down further so Ilāhī Dåūd could get the tip of her tongue inside my asshole.

Rounding her tongue Ilāhī Dåūd dug it up into my asshole as my big, dangling balls rubbed against the bottom of her chin and my big Uncut Hindu Lund lay between her flattened breasts.
Pushing her tongue in and out of my anus Ilāhī Dåūd could feel my big Uncut Hindu Lund jump every time Ilāhī Dåūd pushed it in.
At last Ilāhī Dåūd dug her fingernails into my ass and letting her tongue slip out of my asshole Ilāhī Dåūd pulled me back.
Ilāhī Dåūd felt my spit-covered balls drag across her chin, then her lips, up her nose and onto her forehead as the head of my long Uncut Hindu Lund finally found her lips.
Opening her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth, she quickly sucked it in and pulled on it with her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth and lips.
Ilāhī Dåūd could taste my salty pre-cum as it oozed out of my Uncut Hindu Lund and dribbled down onto her tongue.
Then, guiding me deeper into her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth with one hand Ilāhī Dåūd smiled at me.
I was in her so fast Ilāhī Dåūd didn’t even have a chance to gag as I began to pound my Uncut Hindu Lund into her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth like a madman.

Ilāhī Dåūd saw my big balls scrunching up against my pistoning Uncut Hindu Lund foretelling an eruption any Moment.

Suddenly, without any further warning Ilāhī Dåūd felt me shove my giant Uncut Hindu Lund down into her throat as far as it would go.
Buried deep in her throat, it gave a powerful lurch and spewed out a gush of thick, warm Hindu cum straight into her throat.
Feeling the first fiery spurt, she jerked me back until the head of my Uncut Hindu Lund popped out of her throat and into her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
Ilāhī Dåūd wanted to taste me…taste my syrupy Hindu semen…taste the essence of her own being…taste my Hindu cum….

A second fiery gush splashed out onto her tongue, coating it with thick, sappy juice.
It tasted of me…and bananas…and salt…and sex and even wine Ilāhī Dåūd giddily thought as she quickly swallowed it.
My Hindu cum tasted different from Åbbās Naåīm’s cum.
It was more earthy…more robust…somehow, strangely more masculine.
And Ilāhī Dåūd loved the taste, hungrily devouring it as it came pouring out of my twitching, jerking Uncut Hindu Lund.
It was like the fountain of youth, making her feel like Ilāhī Dåūd was thirteen again.
Now Ilāhī Dåūd wanted me to come in her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth…come in her extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot…come in her gorgeous glamorous big heavy Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī white Musalmān ass…come on her excellent Musalmān breasts…come in her very lovely Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān face…shoot my load out onto her belly so Ilāhī Dåūd could feel its fiery touch.
Ilāhī Dåūd wanted me to come so much Ilāhī Dåūd could bathe in its fiery heat.
But Ilāhī Dåūd wasn’t thirteen any more…

Finally, with a gasping grunt, I was finished.
I had given my best.
My orgasm had lasted for at least forever Ilāhī Dåūd happily thought.
As I pulled my Uncut Hindu Lund out of her cum-coated Musalmān mouth, Ilāhī Dåūd reveled in the lingering taste of my manly essence as Ilāhī Dåūd ran her tongue around the inside of her tremendously attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth, gathering what was left of my Hindu eruption.
Savoring the last piquant thimbleful of my gelatinous juice Ilāhī Dåūd slowly swallowed it as Ilāhī Dåūd would a fine wine…
I was still asleep, softly snoring as Ilāhī Dåūd groggily greeted the day.
Wondering if I was dreaming Ilāhī Dåūd saw that my hand was resting on one of her Musalmān breasts.
It had been such a wonderful day and night, surpassing even her wildest dreams.
We had made wild, passionate love all night long.
Until we were both so physically and emotionally drained, we had to stop so that we could recharge our batteries.

Glancing down at her watch Ilāhī Dåūd was surprised to see that it was already eleven o’clock.
Reaching down Ilāhī Dåūd delicately grasped my hand and gently lifted it off her breast.
Looking to see if I had woke, Ilāhī Dåūd put my hand on the bed beside me when Ilāhī Dåūd saw I hadn’t.
Slowly crawling out of the bed Ilāhī Dåūd tiptoed out of the bedroom and out into the main room.
Seeing that there were still a few coals from last night’s fire, she quickly added more wood and soon had a nice, cheery fire going once again.
Going over to the tiny refrigerator, she quickly gathered up the makings of breakfast and put them out by the stove.
Then, returning to the fire Ilāhī Dåūd gathered up a few small logs and hurried back to shove them in the cook stove.
Then, adding more wood Ilāhī Dåūd watched the flames weave and spiral as they grew hotter.
Waiting for the stove to become hot enough to cook on Ilāhī Dåūd stepped over to the window and looked out.

The fog, seemingly realizing that it was no longer needed to guard the cabin had retreated back up into the woods, leaving them unguarded and vulnerable to attack Ilāhī Dåūd thought.
But Ilāhī Dåūd also saw that it seemed to be reforming, as if to once again stand guard for them as we spent the day making soft, tender love.

Quickly stepping back over to the stove, Ilāhī Dåūd began to prepare breakfast.
Concentrating on the task at hand Ilāhī Dåūd was unaware of the ghostly figure sneaking up behind her until it wrapped its arms around her and pulled her to it.

“Eeeek,” Ilāhī Dåūd squealed out as Ilāhī Dåūd felt lips kissing their way up her neck to her ear. “Durgesh, you scared me. You’re going to have to stop doing that…”

“And you were expecting?” I laughed, cupping her bare Musalmān breasts in my Hindu hands.

“You shouldn’t go lurking about, frightening little girls like that,” Ilāhī Dåūd giggled.

“There’s only one little girl that I intend to frighten,” I said, hugging her tightly as I fondled her big Musalmān breasts. “And she’s not so little anymore, either…”

“Oh, Durgesh, you’re so silly,” Ilāhī Dåūd laughed.

“How do you do it, woman?” I asked, stepping back and turning her around with my hands.

“Do what?” Ilāhī Dåūd asked me with a questioning smile on her lips.

“Jump out of bed, not even look at makeup and still end up the most beautiful rose in the garden?”

“Now you are being silly, Durgesh,” Ilāhī Dåūd snickered, pointing to the table. “Sit you butt down over there and let your recent new young Musalmān wife, myself I mean, finish breakfast so we can take up where we left off last night…”

“My pleasure,” I grinned, stumbling back over to the table and sitting down.

Breakfast came and went in a flurry of kisses, touches, gropes and other sexually explicit gestures…

“Think I’ll shave…if you don’t mind,” I grinned, pushing my emptied plate away from me. “I don’t want my bristly beard to scratch any of your delicate parts.”

“I don’t mind…if you let me watch,” Ilāhī Dåūd smiled, running her hand over to my thigh and giving it a familiar squeeze.

Quickly stacking the dishes in the sink Ilāhī Dåūd then followed me into the tiny bathroom.

I lathered up my face and as Ilāhī Dåūd watched, swiftly shaved.
Moments later, my face was clean-shaven.

“Durgesh,” Ilāhī Dåūd grinned, stepping up to me and reaching down to my droopy Uncut Hindu Lund as I toweled off the last of the foam.

“Yes, Sweets?” I asked expectantly, flipping the towel over my shoulder and reaching for my aftershave.

“Can I shave you?” Ilāhī Dåūd demurely asked while I splashed out aftershave into my hand and quickly spread it over my face.

“But, I”ve, I’ve already shaved,” I smiled.

“Ummmm, what is the name of your aftershave?” Ilāhī Dåūd asked, sniffing the air.

“English Leather,” I told her. “Why? Do you like it?”

“Yes. I love it,” Ilāhī Dåūd purred. “It reminds me of you. You’ve always smelled this way. This is the way I will always remember you smelling.”

“I’m glad you like it,” I said, “but what did you mean? You want to shave me? Again? I just shaved!”

“No…silly…down here,” Ilāhī Dåūd laughed, giving my Uncut Hindu Lund a suggestive squeeze. “Shave off your hair down here. I think it would be so sexy seeing your big, beautiful Uncut Hindu Lund sticking out without any hair around it…Don’t you?”
“Uh…uh…yeah, I guess so,” I muttered, looking down at her hand wrapped around my rigid Uncut Hindu Lund. “But, your Ammī…what will, Ilāhī Dåūd, she think?”

“What do you mean?” Ilāhī Dåūd asked.

“I come up for a couple of days with you,” I said, “and I come back without any hair down there? Don’t you think, Ilāhī Dåūd, she might be a little suspicious?”

“Just tell her that you got to feeling frisky, what with being away from her and all,” Ilāhī Dåūd smiled mischievously, reaching for the razor, “And you decided to surprise her with the new you!”

“Uh…oh…uh…okay…I guess,” I grunted as Ilāhī Dåūd gave me a gentle push, propelling me over to the toilet. “I just hope we don’t get into trouble for this.”

Reaching around behind me Ilāhī Dåūd lowered the toilet lid and pushed me down onto it.

“Scoot forward,” she ordered me, “and dangle those big balls of yours over the edge. Then spread your legs so I can get at them.”

“Yes, Ma’am,” I smirked, scooting forward and spreading my legs apart.

“Yeah, like that,” Ilāhī Dåūd giggled lying the razor down and picking up the aerosol can of shaving cream as she eased down onto her knees between my legs.

Looking down at her with the subtlest of grins on my lips, I watched her squirt out a big dollop of the white foam on the tips of her fingers, then return the can back to the sink.

Like a little girl with a new toy Ilāhī Dåūd scissored my dangling Uncut Hindu Lund between two fingers and slowly lifted it.
Then Ilāhī Dåūd began to spread the frothy foam all over and around the hairy base of my slowly hardening Uncut Hindu Lund.
Taking her time, seemingly enjoying her task Ilāhī Dåūd finally finished there and moved to my balls where Ilāhī Dåūd spread what was left of the shaving cream over the wrinkled sac of flesh that held my big, cum-producing testicles.

“Uh-oh, I think he’s waking up,” Ilāhī Dåūd whispered, squeezing my energizing Uncut Hindu Lund between her fingers.

“I wonder why?” I said, reaching out and running my fingers through her long, brown hair as Ilāhī Dåūd picked up the razor again.

“I could never guess,” Ilāhī Dåūd laughed softly, setting about her labor of love with eager anticipation.

Carefully running the sharp razor over my hairy belly and groin Ilāhī Dåūd soon had it baby-butt hairless.

“It looks better,” I smiled, staring down at my now almost fully hardened Uncut Hindu Lund jutting out of my cleanly-shaven Hindu groin.

“I think it looks pretty,” Ilāhī Dåūd giggled. “And now we’ll take care of my two friends. It’s funny, but they seem to be always hanging around with your Uncut Hindu Lund.”

“Fine! But be careful with them,” I told her. “I’ve grown quite fond of them over the years.”

“I’ve found them quite entertaining, too, as of late,” Ilāhī Dåūd purred, releasing my Uncut Hindu Lund and taking hold of my slippery ball sac with the tips of her fingers.

Pulling the skin tight Ilāhī Dåūd moved it one way and then another as Ilāhī Dåūd delicately raked the cutting edge of the razor over it until Moments later Ilāhī Dåūd had removed every last hair from my dangling Hindu balls.

“There,” Ilāhī Dåūd smiled, slowly easing my clean-shaven balls back down between my Hindu thighs. “All done!”

“Feels fine,” I muttered.

Grabbing the towel off my shoulder Ilāhī Dåūd wet the tip of a corner and began to wipe away the small amount of remaining foam.

“Let me put some aftershave on it,” Ilāhī Dåūd smiled. “Then I can smell it while I’m sucking on your pretty Uncut Hindu Lund.”

My Uncut Hindu Lund twitched at the suggestion of her sucking on it.

“Oh, did that excite Durgesh?” Ilāhī Dåūd snickered, leaning down and sucking the purpling head of my Uncut Hindu Lund into her hot Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān mouth.

“Eīshān! God, Ilāhī Dåūd! I think maybe you’re too much for an old man like me,” I groaned, my hips involuntarily thrusting upwards, seeking to push my Uncut Hindu Lund deeper into her sucking Musalmān mouth.
“You are never old.” Ilāhī Dåūd said proudly, “Even Just Eighteen Just Adult of us Musalmān Beauties are crazy to fuck you, our Hindu Kħasam,”

Gently biting her sharp teeth down just below the flared edge of my Uncut Hindu Lund head Ilāhī Dåūd gave it a playful nip before letting it ooze out from between her full lips.

Getting to her feet Ilāhī Dåūd pulled me up and tossed the towel on the toilet.

“Let’s go try me out,” Ilāhī Dåūd said, curling her fist around my Uncut Hindu Lund and gently tugging me toward the bedroom.

Quickly crawling onto the bed, Ilāhī Dåūd rolled over onto her back as I leaned down to follow her onto the bed.

“Wait…let me look,” Ilāhī Dåūd said, staring at my bobbing Uncut Hindu Lund sticking out at her from its smooth launching pad. “You…you look so buff!”

“Thank you,” I snickered, letting her gawk at me for a few more seconds before I crawled up between her outstretched Musalmān legs.

Running her fingers of the smooth skin Ilāhī Dåūd grabbed my Uncut Hindu Lund and pushed it down to her waiting extremely attractive Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.

“Eīshān!” I groaned, leaning down into her and easing my big Uncut Hindu Lund down into the juice-slickened Musalmān hole…

Busily occupied in our ashvinātam coupling, neither of us saw or heard the big, two-eyed monster slowly easing its way along the path in the ever-thickening fog.
The fog swirled around it as it crept along at a snail’s pace until it finally stopped in front of the cabin.
Then with a soft shudder, it stopped purring as its two big eyes blinked shut.
Then, as the fog clutched and ran its misty tendrils over the monster, a door opened in its side and Al Furqān Al Zahīr looked out into the swirling fog.
She sat for a few Moments just looking before unfolding and pushing out of the warm insides into the cold embrace of the wispy fog.

Strange fog Al Furqān Al Zahīr told herself, pulling her overnighter out behind her.

Al Furqān Al Zahīr had only brought one other change of clothes and her sexiest nightie, hoping I was in the mood because Al Furqān Al Zahīr had been chafing and playing with herself the whole drive up.
Al Furqān Al Zahīr didn’t know why Al Furqān Al Zahīr was so horny…I’d only been gone for one night.
But Al Furqān Al Zahīr was hornier than she had been in a long time.
Hope I can keep from jumping my bones right in front of Ilāhī Dåūd…

Closing the door Al Furqān Al Zahīr started for the cabin.

Chapter 29
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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