The Extent:16
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Chapter 16
Kħulfa-e-Rāshidūn
He was still young.
Ǻlī Al Wahāb smiled to himself.
No, even Vedic Monotheist Hindus are not as ultramodern as Ǻlī Al Wahāb himself and his friends were.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan thinks she is using Ǻlī Al Wahāb.
Well, let her.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar was still fucking Ǻlī Al Wahāb in his utmost feminine Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān ass.
Life is still stretched before Ǻlī Al Wahāb as a vast unchartered field, even its horizon lost in the distance.
Ǻlī Al Wahāb had been in Ved Nagar for ten years now.
The time had passed expediently.
Long Live Imām Muħammad Ħasan that dreamed of Ved Nagar.
The life anywhere else would have been immense problematic.
Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr was confident they would succeed eventually ultimately.
Ǻlī Al Wahāb had faith in Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr.
Muħammad Ůsmān’s ass was not as feminine before as it was now.
The ten years that passed have brought a miraculous change in their bodies.
None believed Muħammad Åbdullah when he told them that Assalāt, Salwāt, converted even a masculine body into a superb female body.
“It’s an anti-Islamic propaganda from the anti Musalmīn.” Imām Ůmar Fārūq had said, “For more than thirteen hundred years of Ummat-e-Muslimah we Musalmīn offered Panjvaqtah Namāz, five times Assalāt, Salwāt, yet our masculine bodies were never converted into female bodies.”
“How do you know?” Ǻlī Al Wahāb smiled bitterly.
“What do you mean?” all the three, Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, Imām Ůmar Fārūq and Muħammad Ůsmān thundered at Ǻlī Al Wahāb simultaneously.*
Ǻlī Al Wahāb was prudent enough not to indulge in a harmful discussion with Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, Imām Ůmar Fārūq and Muħammad Ůsmān ever.
He knew better.
Sheikħ Al Abu Bakr, Imām Ůmar Fārūq and Muħammad Ůsmān were not basically females in their male bodies, but Ǻlī Al Wahāb was.
He never enjoyed his male duties to his wife, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
He was very glad when his wife cuckolded him.
He always thought it was his actual dream life.
He loved his third position in the Triple of his wife, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb, Durgesh and himself.
He bubbled with pride when Durgesh fucked his wife Al Fātimah Al Wahāb keeping her on his nude Hindu lap, sitting on a chair.
His wife proudly used Ǻlī Al Wahāb as her pedestal, her footrest.
Ǻlī Al Wahāb loved it.
He himself too was proud of it.
Suddenly a sound penetrated Ǻlī Al Wahāb’s consciousness.
“To hell with Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah…We oppose Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah… To hell with Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah…We oppose Ashvinātam Ummat-e-Muslimah…”
It was rather soft and distant, but it brought him back to the present.
Ǻlī Al Wahāb’s legs involuntarily swerved and brought him over the low rise to the University Field.
It was used for ashvinātam sex calisthenics, sports and student oratory.
Despite immense oppositions and demonstrations from Pseudo Musalmīn, Muħammad Åbdullah had gradually, eventually, ultimately had cooperated with Ǻlī Al Wahāb in establishing a Triple University in Ved Nagar too.
He had ultimately managed to get the permission from the Ārsh Sadan of HVSI.
In the middle of the Field was a moderate sized crowd of students.*
They were chanting enthusiastically.
On a platform was someone, Ǻlī Al Wahāb didn’t recognize.
He was someone with a loud voice and a swaying rhythm.
It wasn’t Muħammad Yazdānī however.
Ǻlī Al Wahāb had never met Muħammad Yazdānī in person.
Yet, he had seen Muħammad Yazdānī on holovision a number of times here at Ved Nagar.
Ved Nagar was really a Dream City.
It had so many scientific gadgets there the rest of the utmost ultramodern cities too couldn’t afford to have.
Ved Nagar was a city of multi-millionaires at least.
There were too many billionaires, trillionaires, and zillionaires even.
The other cities didn’t have them in so many numbers.
They said Muħammad Yazdānī might destroy what Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had achieved with so nonstop tremendous efforts.
Ǻlī Al Wahāb never believed it.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan was really Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah razī Allāhu tålā ånahā herself, reincarnated.
That’s she had such a tremendous nonstop success.
An ordinary Musalmān Beauty couldn’t achieve what Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah razī Allāhu tålā ånahā herself, reincarnated, had done.
After all, how many such accomplished Musalmān Beauties Ummat-e-Muslimah had in its entire history, entire Al Tārīkħ Al Islam?
Yet, Ǻlī Al Wahāb paid close attention to Muħammad Yazdānī whenever Muħammad Yazdānī was on holovision.
Muħammad Yazdānī was large and smiled with vicious camaraderie, vicious comradeship.
He had thick sandy hair and light blue eyes.
His father was a South African Hindu and his mother was a Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Beauty.
This speaker was however small, if anything─ thin, wide mouthed, dark haired and loud.
Ǻlī Al Wahāb wasn’t listening to the words, though he did hear the phrase ‘power from the females to males’ and many voiced shout in response.
Fine, thought Ǻlī Al Wahāb, but just how does Muħammad Yazdānī intend to win the great Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah razī Allāhu tålā ånahā herself, reincarnated?
Is Muħammad Yazdānī serious?*
Ǻlī Al Wahāb was at the outskirts of the crowd now.
He looked around to find out if there was someone, he knew.
He spotted Imrān Hāshmī.
He was Ǻlī Al Wahāb’s fan.
“Imrān,” Ǻlī Al Wahāb called out.
“Sir, Ǻlī Al Wahāb,” Imrān Hāshmī stared at him for a moment and recognized him with some effort.
Imrān Hāshmī had almost never seen Ǻlī Al Wahāb not being fucked in his ass by either Shankar Mahāpralayankar or Rājesh Rājpūt.
One or two times even while Ǻlī Al Wahāb was not enjoying either Shankar Mahāpralayankar’s Uncut Hindu Cock in his ass or Rājesh Rājpūt’s, he was licking his Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful ardent Musalmān Houseladies’ Musalmān Cunts while Durgesh was still fucking them or had just fucked.
Imrān Hāshmī couldn’t remember, when in the recent past he had seen Ǻlī Al Wahāb alone, in this way.
He trotted over.
“Did you come to listen to this Pseudo Musalmān?”
There was immense hatred in Imrān Hāshmī’s voice for the Pseudo Musalmīn.
Despite the strict laws of never interference in other communities’ life, in Ved Nagar, the Dream City, the Muslim denominations had never stopped it altogether.
Every now and then, they were being punished by the Ved Nagar Administration, severely, for it.
Ǻlī Al Wahāb responded even more scornfully.
“Nonsense, I didn’t come here for any purpose but to find out what the noise was. Who the hell is he?”
Imrān Hāshmī smiled cheerfully, yet somewhat astringently too.
“Muħammad bin Qāsim. He is speaking for Muħammad Yazdānī.”
“I hear that,” Ǻlī Al Wahāb said bitterly as he listened to the chant again.
It began each time Muħammad bin Qāsim made a telling point, apparently.
Ǻlī Al Wahāb kept asking,
“But who the hell is this Muħammad bin Qāsim? I don’t recognize his name. What department is he in?”
“Because he’s not a member of the Durgesh Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah razī Allāhu tålā ånahā Triple University, sir. Muħammad bin Qāsim is one of Imām Muħammad Yazdānī’s mujāhidīn.”
Ǻlī Al Wahāb was more furious now.
The Couple bastards were always adamant to interfere with the Triples.
Why?
Did the Triples ever interfere in the life of the Couple bastards?
Never.
The Triples were always law abiding.
That’s why even Muħammad Åbdullah, the Commissioner of Police here at Ved Nagar, supported them in the Ārsh Sadan of HVSI.
The Triples were not only gays now.
They included the Bisexuals, gays, Cuckolds and Lesbians as well.
Now even the nudists and feminists were also joining the Triples.
“He isn’t a member of the Durgesh Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah razī Allāhu tålā ånahā University? Then who the hell has permitted him to speak here? He hasn’t any damn right to speak here without a permit. Does he have one, do you suppose, Imrān Hāshmī?”
“I wouldn’t know, sir, Kħalīfatul Musalmīn, Amīrul Mominīn.”
“Well then, let’s find out.”
Ǻlī Al Wahāb started into the crowd.
Imrān Hāshmī caught his sleeve.
“Don’t start anything, Kħātimul Kħulfa-e-Rāshidūn razī Allāhu tålā ånahunn.”
“What do you mean?”
“He’s got goons with him.”
“Goons?”
“For rough stuff, in case anyone tries anything funny.”
“That’s the main problem with these Pseudo Musalmīn bastards.”
“I beg your pardon, Kħātimul Kħulfa-e-Rāshidūn razī Allāhu tålā ånahunn.”
“The Pseudo Musalmīn bastards have never understood it’s not the reality of 1400 years ago anymore. The violence was effective only then. Not now any more. The humankind is living now in a far more advanced Multiverse.”
“That’s right.” Imrān Hāshmī chuckled, “But Kħātimul Kħulfa-e-Rāshidūnrzn is forgetting that’s why Kħātūn-e-Jannat Ħazrat Saiyadah Fātimah razī Allāhu tålā ånahā herself, reincarnated, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan has succeeded on the bastards Pseudo Musalmīn and still succeeding.”
Ǻlī Al Wahāb calmed down.
“That’s right. But it doesn’t mean we should keep them ignorant still now.”
“We can’t change them until and unless they don’t want to change themselves. We have Democracy here, ultimately, after all.”
Ǻlī Al Wahāb didn’t pay any attention to what Imrān Hāshmī said.
He was too irritated.
There were seven young men more behind Muħammad bin Qāsim, the speaker.
They were spaced rather widely, legs apart, arms folded, scowling.*
Chapter 17
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1. More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
4. On History
6. On Hinduism
7. On Islam
The Extent:6
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Chapter 6
Al Jihād fil Hindavūn fī sabīlillāh
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid smiled.
“We are not BLASPHEMOUS.”
“The hell we are not.”Al Fātimah Al Wahāb smiled, “you know very well we are blasphemous.”
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid was already prepared for it.
She was not a nymphomaniac.
She had very limited male friendship she had allowed to develop to the ultimate intimacy.
Yet, Sidrah Aħmad was her friend.
Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī was her friend.
Yes, Imāmzādī Ħumairah Qāzī has now controlled herself surprisingly and now she is a strictly One Man Woman.
But Sidrah Aħmad is still a nymphomaniac mastermind.
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid understands Sidrah Aħmad.
It’s easy for her therefore to understand Al Fātimah Al Wahāb too.
“Al Fātimah Al Wahāb,” Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid smiled patronizingly, “I helped you because you are a registered member of our Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club.”
“I understand.”
“Our club has great Sidrah Aħmad now as our new president.”
“What?”
“You were invited to vote, but you didn’t come.”
“Didn’t? I couldn’t come.”
“You could have tolerated Ålī Al Wahāb for one day more.”
“How? Ålī Al Wahāb had already given Shankar Mahāpralayankar one hundred million dollars for humiliating me.”
“And you were so eager to enjoy your humiliations that even when Shankar Mahāpralayankar proposed it can be postponed for next day, you said Ålī Al Wahāb would be suspicious.”
“You don’t understand Ålī Al Wahāb.”Al Fātimah Al Wahāb said sternly, “He is my husband now for five years plus. I know him more than anyone else.”
“Your presence was very much needed yesterday, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.”Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid said curtly, “You knew very well, the meeting was not only for election of our new president. It was for as well as—”
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb interrupted Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid.
“Shankar Mahāpralayankar managed successfully not to come forward as our new President?”
“He himself voted for Sidrah Aħmad.”Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid smiled.
“He fooled all of you idiots.”Al Fātimah Al Wahāb flared.
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid looked at her astonished.
“Control yourself Al Fātimah Al Wahāb. Watch your language. You are insulting more than millions of internationally, globally, honorable lady members of our Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club.”
“Because we deserve it.”
“Nonsense.”
“Whenever it comes to come forward for our nymphomaniac sexual relations with Hindus, Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club never defends us.”
“Enough.”
“Even you can’t bear the truth, Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid. Because you are not a nymphomaniac. You don’t know what we nymphomaniacs suffer from, when our Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Cunts are ravenous, and there isn’t any Uncut Hindu Cock available for us respectfully. Whoever available they humiliate us.”
“That’s why this club is established globally. You can get your very much required Uncut Hindu Cock here legally.”
“Nevertheless, why not Shankar Mahāpralayankar? Why Sidrah Aħmad?”Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was still furious.
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid watched Al Fātimah Al Wahāb scrutinizing her carefully.
“You think Shankar Mahāpralayankar is more beneficial to you than Sidrah Aħmad?”
“Well?”
“Sidrah Aħmad is a Nymphomaniac Mastermind. She understands the problems of you Panjvaqtah Namāzī nymphomaniac Musalmān Beauties more than even Durgesh can.”
“Ha ha ha.”
“I’m quite serious, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb. I’m not joking.”
“No one else in the infinite åālmīn, infinite creations, loves us Musalmān Beauties more than Durgesh.”
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid was dumbfounded.
“You—you are crazy.”
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb laughed ironically.
“Durgesh respects us Nymphomaniac Musalmān Beauties even. He says we are not basically responsible for what we do.”
“And Sidrah Aħmad? She says something adverse to it?”
“Well, no. But—”
“Durgesh declined our proposal to preside us.”
“He wants to bring the other eligible ones ahead.”
“He said if the name of the club can be changed into a sophisticated one such as Ashvinātam Club—”
“Nonsense! The hell with his proposal.”Al Fātimah Al Wahāb stamped her feet, “Sophisticated one? Why is Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club not sophisticated?”
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid smiled teasing Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
“Well, your Durgesh thinks the name is obscene.”
“The hell it is. Why? When we Musalmān Beauties don’t think it obscene why the hell he is trying to be so hypocrite?”
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid kept smiling teasing her.
“Ask your Durgesh.”
“Sure. What do you think? Am I afraid of him?”
Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid remembered:
She slowly closed the door behind her, took a few steps toward the edge of the table, and glared at everyone sitting around it.
Everyone knew it was not a glare actually.
She belonged actually to the ancient Fātimiyah Clan.
One of Al Fātimiyyūn.
Al Fātimiyyūn established the Tunisian city of Mahdia and made it their capital city, before conquering Egypt and building the city of Cairo in 969, which thereafter became their capital.
The 4th century AH /10th century CE has been called by Louis Massignon ‘the Ismaili century in the history of Islam’.[1]
The term Fatimite was sometimes used to refer to the citizens of this caliphate, this Kħilāfat.
The ruling elite of the state belonged to the Ismaili branch of Shi’ism.
The leaders of the dynasty were also Shia Ismaili Imams, hence, they had a religious significance to Ismaili Muslims.
They were also part of the chain of holders of the office of Caliph, as recognized by some Muslims.
Everyone of them was studying whatever they could, not only from Wikipedia but also from other sources as well.
They hadn’t forgotten Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid rebuked them when one of them asked her how she is a Wahābī if she is a Fātimiyah.
“Do you want to rule the globe?”
“Of course we do, Zia al Islam, but—”
“It can’t be done without the participation of Hindus with us. The Hindus are #1 now in software and web mechanics.”
“But—”
“Your foolish and selfish leaders have cheated you always.”
“Zia al Islam.”
“They always opposed modern education, NOT because it was against Islam. It was against their own vested selfish interests.”
“Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Zabīr had promised to visit us, but—”
“She will.”Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid said gravely, “As soon as she finds it’s appropriate to leave Dawlat al Kuwayt, she will. However I’ve already told you this movement is not led actually by Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Zabīr. It’s roots are in Makkah Mukarramah.”
“Who is our Imām actually?” Al Åābidah Al Ħusayn Al Ålī asked gravely.
Her age was thirty two.
She was married to a royal Sheikħ.
He was a doctor.
It was unfortunate for him that he did not know his wife was a registered and one of the leading members of Hindu Lund Muslim Choot International Club.
The new mission of the club was ‘Cuckold your Musalmān husband.’
Yet it was not the registered name of the movement itself.
The registered name for it was:
‘Al Jihād fil Hindavūn fī sabīlillāh.’
What a dangerous movement it was.
Even Yazīd malåūn would have never thought perhaps his Counter Revolution Against Islam could lead to it ever.
Yet it was a natural result of what he did.
Abū Sufyān was really a Musalmān or a munāfiq, it was always disputed in Ummat-e-Muslimah.
Even the Islam and Īmān of Ħazrat Muåāwiyah was disputed.
Yazīd malåūn could never do anything if the malåūn was never supported by Ħazrat Muåāwiyah.
Ħazrat Muåāwiyah was actually Dhr’trāshŧr of Islam.
Yazīd malåūn was Duryodhan.
The tragedy was that there was no Lord Kr’shñ to protect the Ummat-e-Muslimah from these Dhr’trāshŧr and Duryodhan of Islam.
In Mahā Bharat both Dhr’trāshŧr and Duryodhan were defeated ultimately.
But due to the vast efforts of munāfiqīn-e-Islam, these Dhr’trāshŧr and Duryodhan of Islam were not defeated.
The then Årab Burdāfaroshs succeeded in their ever dirtiest conspiracy of the entire history of humankind.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar smiled at me.
“You did not tell me what you mean.”
“Satý Sanātan Shāshvat?”
“That’s right.”
“I know him. What a small world.”
“Not for everyone. Not for even me. It’s for you and for only the persons like you.”
“Aren’t you also one of us?”
“Hell, no. You are not only wealthier. You are more resourceful, more with brains and more with luck too.”
“Luck?”
“Of course, man.”
“Mr. Mahāpralayankar, we make our luck ourselves.”
“You can say that because you are almost always successful. I’m not so lucky.”
“Aren’t you a multi millionaire yourself?”
“Money is enough we need?”Shankar Mahāpralayankar watched me carefully.
I smiled.
“Hell, no.”
“There you are. Durgesh, I helped Al Quddūs Al Qāzī. I backed her in her research.”
“What the research was?”
Shankar Mahāpralayankar smiled.
“She was studying how the extraordinary Wahābī Musalmān Beauties of Makkah Mukarramah maintain their clandestine sexual relations with capable Hindus and cuckold even their royal Sheikħ husbands.”
“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! No!”
“Yes!”
“I can’t believe you.”
“And I think perhaps you are the only man who can believe me hundred percent.”
“Sorry.”
“Durgesh, you know more than you acknowledge.”
I looked at him gravely.
“Sorry. I try to avoid discussing the subjects I scorn.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Cuckolding anyone is not a civilized act.”
“Everyone is not civilized. There are some persons everywhere always who act civilized but actually they are not.”
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī studied it for what purpose?”
“To bring her research in the knowledge of civilized society, of course. What else?”
“The subject is dangerous.”
“That’s why it’s needed to be studied and researched.”
“The research will not help civilized society only. It’d help blackmailers too.”
“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! I haven’t come to you to learn ethics from you. I want your help.”
“Legal help?”
“Legal help.”
“I’m too busy to help the persons who are capable to manage without me.”
“I’m not.”
“What about Al Quddūs Al Qāzī?”
“I backed her and organized Al Quddūs Al Qāzī Shankar Mahāpralayankar publications. Her research was broadly published under the banner in books, magazines, articles, stories, novels, every form of media. I was a silent partner in the company. Business was showing a fine profit when I was needed here at Jabalpur.”
“I see.”
“I had to leave everything in the hands of Al Quddūs Al Qāzī to come to here. Al Quddūs Al Qāzī sent me accounts of what the business was doing. Her letters have always been cordial. Then she wrote she had something to talk over with me. She asked if she could come here for conference.”
“Why not video conference instead?”
“That’s what I asked her.”Shankar Mahāpralayankar smiled.
“She said sex between you both was not possible in video conference?” I smiled too.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar laughed.
“You understand women more than me.”
“Thanks. Then what?”
“It turned out that sex was only an excuse.”
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī wanted something else?”
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī wanted something else.”
“What?”
“Our sexual relations were not anymore clandestine. Someone else has our movies.”
“I see.”
“She could not afford them sent to her acquaintance.”
“So?”
“She is being blackmailed.”
“Who is the blackmailer?”
“No one knows. He is only a voice on phones.”
“What do you want?”
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī’s lawyer has advised her not to surrender to the blackmailer.”
“Correct. Wise decision.”
“Yet she can’t afford the consequences.”
“Where do I enter in the picture here?”
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī, and her lawyer too, both suspect it’s Saåūd royal family behind it.”
“Why?”
“The blackmailer is asking to separate her from me, not the money.”
“What does she want?”
“She wants to fake separation.”
“Brilliant idea. Do you have faith in her?”
“More than even I have in myself?”
“Then what’s the problem? Go ahead with the fake separation.”
“Thank you. But for my own satisfaction I want it to be done under your mastermind observation.”
I laughed.
“You are making me wiser even, than I am really.”
“Nonsense. Don’t try to be too polite to be believed, at least.”
“What about her lawyer’s credibility?”
“She can’t double cross us, if that’s what you mean.”
“Her lawyer is also a ‘she’?”I smiled.
“Yet she doesn’t let me put my hand on her.”Shankar Mahāpralayankar also smiled significantly.
“Your money is not wanted?”
“Look at her. Why the hell I’ve earned so much money if a dazzling Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Beauty is not interested in it.”Shankar Mahāpralayankar smiled as if complainingly.
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī’s lawyer is a dazzling Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Beauty?”
“As soon as you look at her your Uncut Hindu Lund will salute her.”
“I see.”
“You don’t see now, my dear friend. You would see.”
“I propose a settlement that would apparently bleed you white.”
“Apparently?”
“Of course. Actually you’d still remain in possession of everything you part with according to the fake settlement.”
“It can be managed?”
“Hell, what else for have you come to me? There are millions of lawyers. Aren’t there?”
Shankar Mahāpralayankar took my hands and squeezed them in warm gratitude.
“Al Furqān Al Saåīd was right when she said only you can save us.”
“Al Furqān Al Saåīd?”
“Al Quddūs Al Qāzī’s lawyer.”
I winked at him.
“I think she loves you Durgesh.”Shankar Mahāpralayankar said.
“Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni.”
Shankar Mahāpralayankar again laughed.
“You behave sometimes as if you are a Musalmān. I expected something from Ved from you now.”
“Well, I simply love this Āyat-e-Karīmah from Al Qur’an Al Kareem.”
Shankar Mahāpralayankar smiled.
“Well, have it your own way.”
“Exactly what do you want me to do?” I looked at him rather gravely now.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar had gone to a window in the meantime.
He came striding to me.
“I’m going to dump all my troubles right in your lap. Use my legal department. Use my everything. From now on your orders, to my persons, will be even superior to me. I’ve already instructed my staff accordingly. Come out to my house. Meet Al Quddūs Al Qāzī and Al Furqān Al Saåīd yourself. Solve the problem as you see fit. Then meet Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid and buy her off too.”
“When do you want to get married?”
“As soon as I can.”
“How far shall I go with Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid?”
“The optimum you have to. No restrictions from me. I have complete faith in you now. You know very well what I can afford and what I can’t.”
“Thanks. I’m honored. When do you want me at your house?”
“Tonight eight o’clock would suit you? I want a will too leaving my property in trust.”
Shankar Mahāpralayankar ultimately whipped a checkbook from his pocket, signed a blank check to me to meet the concerned requirements, tore it from the checkbook and handed it to me.
“It’s the retainer. I don’t know how much will be needed when dealing with Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid.”
“I understand. Okay. It’s alright.”
I handed the check to Kħadījah Muħammad.
“Keep it, Kħadījah. It’d be needed as reimbursement. I’d use my own checks till then.”
“I didn’t know you have faith in your women to the extent to hand over the blank checks to them.”Shankar Mahāpralayankar was somewhat surprised.
“Kħadījah Muħammad is not only my woman, my dear friend. She is the woman who sacrificed her position to be my duly married wife, only because my father, my Pitr’shrī, loved that Saiyadah Fātimah PhD must be my duly married wife.”
“Sorry, Ma’am. I didn’t mean any offense to you.” Shankar Mahāpralayankar apologized to Kħadījah Muħammad.
Kħadījah Muħammad smiled liberally.
“It’s all right. I can understand.”
With Shankar Mahāpralayankar and his party gone I strolled to the window aimlessly.
I stood there, staring meditatively, down in the street below.
Suddenly, I turned jerked open a drawer of my desk, and pulled out the binoculars.
I raised the window with my left hand, held the binoculars to my eyes, and leaned far out over the sill.
Kħadījah Muħammad calmly took a pencil, poised it over a notepad and waited.
I, my eyes glued to the binoculars, called out,
“MPJ 9869.”
Kħadījah Muħammad’s pencil wrote the number on the notepad.
I lowered the binoculars and closed the window.
“Got it, Kħadījah?”
“Of course. What’s it?”
“The license number of a Mercedes, green in color, top down, driven by a dazzling Musalmān Beauty, in a burqā, and trailing Shankar Mahāpralayankar. I couldn’t see her face, but she doubtlessly has a swell figure.”
“I don’t know. Yet, Why not? And the bad thing is Shankar Mahāpralayankar is not aware of it. How can be he so careless of her if she is really his present wife, Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid? ”
Kħadījah Muħammad looked at me bewildered.
“Well, I’ll be damned.”
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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend
4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service
5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1
6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2
7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3
8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5
10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
15. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–11
16. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–12
17. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–13
18. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–14
19. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–15
20. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–16
21. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–17
22. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–18
23. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–19
24. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–20
25. A deserving unfaithfulness
26. A deserving unfaithfulness-2
29. A secret Smile
31. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
33. The three pregnants-1
34. The three pregnants-2
35. In the Moonlight
36. Sālī, Ammījān!
37. Now entirely secured and safe
39. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
40. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
47. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
49. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
50. Hell, I revolt
53. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1
54. Making love and understanding everything
55. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh
56. After the death of my husband
58. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now
59. The most memorable Eidī of her life
60. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared
61. You are the best. You don’t know
62. I’m not defeated even yet-1
63. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife
65. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
68. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
70. I live with him
72. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1
73. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2
74. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3
75. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4
76. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives
77. It all happened just naturally-1
78. It all happened just naturally-2
79. Under Open Sky
75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1
76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2
77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3
78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4
79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5
80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6
81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7
82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8
83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9
84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10
85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11
86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12
87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13
88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14
89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15
93. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour
94. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest
98. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged
99. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
100. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession
101. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued
102. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued
103. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession
104. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More
105. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
106. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
107. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
108. Ahl-Al Bayt 16
109. Ahl-Al Bayt 17
110. Ahl-Al Bayt 18
111.Ahl-Al Bayt 19
112. Ahl-Al Bayt 20
113. Ahl-Al Bayt 21
114. Ahl-Al Bayt 22
115. Ahl-Al Bayt 23
116. Ahl-Al Bayt 24
117. Ahl-Al Bayt 25
118. Ahl-Al Bayt 26
119. Ahl-Al Bayt 27
120. Ahl-Al Bayt 28
121. Ahl-Al Bayt 29
122. Ahl-Al Bayt 30
123. The everincreasing infinite lust
124. The women in my life
125. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise
130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1
131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2
132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3
133. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4
134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5
135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1
136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2
137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3
138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4
139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5
140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6
141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7
142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8
143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9
145. She protested
146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach
147. The threesome
148. You’ve proved your titles true
149. The Chairman: 1
150. The Chairman: 2
151. The Chairman: 3
152. The Chairman: 4
153. The Chairman: 5
154. An Underworld Don: 1
155. An Underworld Don: 2
156. An Underworld Don: 3
157. An Underworld Don: 4
158. An Underworld Don: 5
159. An Underworld Don: 6
160. An Underworld Don: 7
161. An Underworld Don: 8
162. An Underworld Don: 9
163. An Underworld Don: 10
164. Age no bar: 1
165. Age no bar: 2
175. Her Ultimate Decision : 3
175. The Extent: 1
176. The Extent: 2
177. The Extent: 3
178. The Extent: 4
179. The Extent: 5
180. The Extent: 6
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1
10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2
11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1
12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2
13. Eidul Fitr-1
14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!
15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
21. Majājī Kħudā: 1
22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
23. Majājī Kħudā:3
24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1
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More Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1
2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2
3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3
4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4
5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5
6.The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6
7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7
8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8
9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9
10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10
11.The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11
12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12
13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13
14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1
15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2
16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3
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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:
1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2
3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3
7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4
8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5
9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6
10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7
11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8
12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9
13. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6
14. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20
15. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46
16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2
19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
20. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
21. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
22. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
23. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
24. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
25. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5
26. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
27. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42
28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1
29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2
30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3
31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4
32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1
33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4
34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3
35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 31| Mantr 18
36. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8
37. Saamved: Mantr 1
39. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1
40. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10
41. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik
42. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3
44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4
45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6
46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6
47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7
48. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8
49. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6
50. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 4| Mantr 22
51. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
52.Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
The Extent:5
Posted: March 27, 2011 Filed under: Ashvinatam, Muslimahs, Muslimat | Tags: Al Fātimah Al Wahāb, Ashvinatam, Ashvinatam sex, Ashvinatam Yugal, Ålī Al Wahāb, Behavioural Science, Durgesh, Feminism, life sciences, Muslim Feminism, Muslim girls love a Hindu, Muslim girls marry a Hindu, Muslim women love a Hindu, Muslim women marry a Hindu, Shankar Mahāpralayankar, society, Sophisticated Positive adult sex 2 CommentsThe extent
Chapter 5
After the worst
This took place at the infamous Erotic Exotic Ball held around Halloween each year in San Francisco.
Around this time Shankar Mahāpralayankar was dating Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
More precisely, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb and Shankar Mahāpralayankar were having a good sexual relationship.
Both of them knew they had no intention of being together for the long haul, but they had enough in common to enjoy each other’s company.
And they were very compatible sexually and open.
This came in handy since they had several mutual friends at work, many of which Shankar Mahāpralayankar had had sexual relations with.
It was especially important as their night at the Erotic Exotic Ball unfolded.
The event planning started innocently enough at lunch in the corporate cafeteria.
Being in their mid-twenties and single their conversation easily turned to sex and dating quite frequently.
That day Al Fātimah Al Wahāb and Shankar Mahāpralayankar were discussing Halloween plans and where the good parties might be when Al Kħadījah Al Wahāb let them know she usually goes to the Erotic Exotic Ball each year.
They had heard of this event, but only Al Åāyeshah Al Abū Bakr had ever gone before.
Al Kħadījah Al Wahāb surprised them with her plans since she did not appear to be someone who would relish this kind of event.
They sat back and enjoyed listening to her described the event in detail.
For her, the biggest thrill was seeing everyone else wandering around naked and the trade booths were a variety of adult products were pitched and available for demo.
They pushed her about her attire and activities but she adamantly denied she had ever worn anything revealing or tried the toys.
What she usually wore was a bikini or short shorts.
Al Kħadījah Al Wahāb did say that by the time she left she was really horny.
Al Åāyeshah Al Abū Bakr had another remembrance.
She said she only went once and was pretty trashed.
She remembers having sex with a lot of Hindus.
Al Åāyeshah Al Abū Bakr would provide no more details but the memory appeared to be a fond one for her.
Al Kħadījah Al Wahāb also confirmed that she had seen people having sex and it was fun to watch.
The plans solidified over the next week and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb and Shankar Mahāpralayankar went to buy the tickets.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar had to be a very lucky man.
Shankar Mahāpralayankar was going to the ball with five extraordinary Musalmān Beauties.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb and Shankar Mahāpralayankar were going to meet at five p.m. at Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s new apartment in San Francisco.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb had not forgotten however what her husband Ålī Al Wahāb had done to her.
She already planned to punish Ålī Al Wahāb optimum.
“I want to meet Durgesh.” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb had said to Shankar Mahāpralayankar gravely.
He looked at her gravely himself.
“Sure. But will you do me a favor?”
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb smiled.
“Don’t worry, Shankar darling. I’d never go against you. You told me everything. You warned me enough before what Ålī Al Wahāb wanted. It was not your fault I never believed you.”
“Well?”
“I wanted to go through it all.”
“Why?”
“I never believed Ålī Al Wahāb would be so ruthless to me. I’m not only his wife. He’s my Māmūzād Cousin too.”
“So?”
“I’d cuckold Ålī Al Wahāb for entire Hindus fucking me.” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb gritted her teeth.
“Fātimah!”Shankar Mahāpralayankar was startled.
Her extremely beautiful Wahābī Musalmān eyes were burning now with incredible fury for Ålī Al Wahāb.
“He has sold me to Hindus as a Wahābī Musalmān whore for them. Okay. Let him clean now his Wahābī Musalmān wife’s Wahābī Musalmān Cunt and Wahābī Musalmān ass with his Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān tongue after those Hindus bestow their Hindu semen there.”
“Meaning you won’t help me in defeating my wife Ghausiyah bint Kħuwaylid?”Shankar Mahāpralayankar asked her gravely.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb watched Shankar Mahāpralayankar.
“Why are you husbands so cruel to your own wives, Shankar?”
Shankar Mahāpralayankar looked hurt terribly.
“You are comparing me with Ålī Al Wahāb, Fātimah?”
“Let me ask you one question, Shankar.”
With immense efforts Shankar Mahāpralayankar controlled himself.
“Okay. Go ahead.”
“I’m not fucking Hindus today.”
“Oh!”
“I fucked Durgesh himself when I was eighteen only.”
“Congratulations.”Shankar Mahāpralayankar said dryly.
“Ålī Al Wahāb saw it.”
“Oh.”
“He proposed me then and there.”
“What?” Shankar Mahāpralayankar asked Al Fātimah Al Wahāb incredulously.
“You don’t believe it?” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb smiled.
“Well?”
“To tolerate Ålī Al Wahāb, and to humiliate him, I put a condition.”
“I’m listening to it.”Shankar Mahāpralayankar said curtly.
“I said, ‘I’ll marry you, Ålī Al Wahāb.’
‘Ålī Al Wahāb was immensely happy.
‘“But only on one condition. If you clean my cunt and ass with your Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān tongue.’”
“Om shanno Mitrah sham varuñah shanno bhavatvaryamā.”
“Ålī Al Wahāb cleaned me.”
“What?”
“You don’t believe it?”
“No one would believe it ever. It’s a sheer nonsense.”
“It’s true.”
“Nonsense. A sheer nonsense.”
“I have its movie.”
“What?”
“Watch it yourself, you moron.”
Together, Shankar Mahāpralayankar and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb watched it.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was right.
Ålī Al Wahāb cleaned her cunt and ass both with his tongue, licking my Hindu cum and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s cum too mixed in her Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
“Why didn’t you use it?”Startled Shankar Mahāpralayankar asked Al Fātimah Al Wahāb, “Ålī Al Wahāb can’t afford this movie shown to anyone. He would have surrendered to you.”
“Ålī Al Wahāb has to surrender to me forever. I’d cuckold Ålī Al Wahāb for entire Hindus fucking me.” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb blazed.
Ålī Al Wahāb watched as Al Fātimah Al Wahāb slipped a short black, wrap-around dress over her head and pulled the belt tight.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was only wearing a tiny pair of wispy black lace panties and her thigh-high stockings under the dress.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb sat down next to Ålī Al Wahāb and pulled on her matching high heel shoes.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb turned to Ålī Al Wahāb and lightly kissed Ålī Al Wahāb with just her lips touched.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb never kissed Ålī Al Wahāb now full on his lips.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb hated him too much to do it.
When I pointed it out Al Fātimah Al Wahāb winked at me.
“Musalmīn deserve constant nonstop humiliations.”
“I can’t ever think to be communal to that extent, Fātimah.” I said with a feeling.
“It’s not being communal at all, Durgesh darling. I differ strongly with you.”Al Fātimah Al Wahāb said scornfully, “You don’t know what Ålī Al Wahāb actually. Even the worst punishment, even the worst humiliations are not enough for such beasts.”
“You hate him very much.”
“I love to humiliate Ålī Al Wahāb and the persons like him. I want them cuckolded forever.”Al Fātimah Al Wahāb spat out in the dustbin, “My morals are different from you. I’d already told you that. No mercy for the terrorists and anti humans.”
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb stood up.
“I’m ready to go.”
Ålī Al Wahāb took her hand and they walked out to the car.
They drove to the restaurant, parked the car, and went in.
They had made reservations and had arrived early.
Ålī Al Wahāb was nervous somewhat.
Allah knows what the mastermind bitch had planned now.
One thing is certain.
She can’t forgive him.
And that two timing Shankar Mahāpralayankar!
He has taken a hundred million dollars from him and told everything to Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
He had even given the money to her .
Hindus can’t deceive Musalmān Beauties ever.
No money can separate Hindus from horny Musalmān Beauties.
Hindus never think with brains.
They always think with their Uncut Hindu Lund.
Yes, not Prick, not Penis, not Cock, not Dick even!
Lund.
The everfirst and ever permanent need of Hindus’ ever loyal Musalmān Beauties.
They are really made for each other.
They are really mad for each other.
Hindus and the ever horny Musalmān Beauties.
They can never deceive each other.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb looked at him and smiled confidently.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was enjoying it very much.
It was the thrill and satisfaction Al Fātimah Al Wahāb wanted to enjoy ever when Al Fātimah Al Wahāb consented to marry him.
The beast wanted to defeat Durgesh.
And expected Al Fātimah Al Wahāb would help him in it.
Yes, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb is a nymphomaniac.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb can’t confine herself to Durgesh only.
But how does it mean what Durgesh is doing for Musalmān Beauties is not great?
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was lucky enough to relinquish her virginity to Durgesh.
What if Al Fātimah Al Wahāb is not loyal to Durgesh sexually?
There are so many Musalmān Beauties of Durgesh who enjoy sex with Durgesh, yet not exclusively.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb is not alone.
Sidrah Aħmad is also there.
So many more are also there.
Ålī Al Wahāb ordered drinks.
As they sipped their drinks, they talked about the plans they had made for this evening.
They had called me after exchanging erotic Messages with me on an adult chat line and decided to meet me.
The idea and the mental pictures of watching Al Fātimah Al Wahāb with me intrigued Ålī Al Wahāb.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was a very sensual lover and always willing to try just about anything.
Ålī Al Wahāb had been watching the entry into the bar and spotted me looking around.
Ålī Al Wahāb slipped out of the booth and walked over to me.
We shook hands and smiled at each other, though Ålī Al Wahāb nervously and I confidently.
“Follow me.” Ålī Al Wahāb said walking to the booth.
Ålī Al Wahāb admitted to himself that I was outright as handsome as Ålī Al Wahāb had described me to Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb made Ålī Al Wahāb to do it.
Ålī Al Wahāb watched me once more.
So this is the man Ålī Al Wahāb’s wife, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb, really loves?
So what?
Almost every extraordinary Musalmān Beauty loves and dreams of Durgesh today.
Durgesh can fuck Musalmān Beauties till qayāmat, they say.
It’s this man’s only attribute.
Attribute?
Really?
Attribute or disqualification?
Yet the Musalmān Beauties of even Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s caliber are crazy to have sex with Durgesh.
Allah!
Allah!!
I was of his own height, medium, not as tall as a tree, not as small as a creature; with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.
Ålī Al Wahāb watched me carefully once more.
This is the man who has enjoyed the virginity of his beyond belief beautiful wife, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb loves this Hindu more than herself even.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb agreed to marry Ålī Al Wahāb on only one condition.
Ålī Al Wahāb had to clean her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Cunt and Wahābī Musalmān ass filled with the dripping Hindu semen of Durgesh.
Humiliation to this extent?
Ålī Al Wahāb was filled with enormous rage.
But he loved Al Fātimah Al Wahāb more.
He was obsessed with her to the extent he can’t even live without Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was his only dream girl, he had dreamed of since he was born.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was his Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza.
He was her Ħazrat Ålīå Amīr Al Mominīn.
I slid in to the booth next to Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
Ålī Al Wahāb sat down next to her.
The waitress came over and we ordered a round of drinks.
Juice for me, of course.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb told Ålī Al Wahāb Durgesh never takes wine.
We decided to eat our Meal in the lounge and ordered.
The three of us made small talk and one could feel the sexual tension building throughout the Meal.
The waitress cleared the table as the band started playing.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb took turns dancing with each of us, clearly enjoying being the center of attention, not only for us, but also for the other ashvinātam couples in the room and on the dance floor.
During one slow dance, Ålī Al Wahāb watched us as we pulled each other’s bodies closer together.
When we walked back, I had an enormous Hindu bulge, which did not escape Ålī Al Wahāb’s wife’s eyes.
“It’s time to leave.” Ålī Al Wahāb said.
I followed them home and we walked into the house, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb leading the way.
“What’s your pleasure?” Ålī Al Wahāb asked me.
I smiled, pulled his wife suddenly without any ultimatum, hugged her and kissed full on her quivering ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān lips.
“Only your wife, my dear.”I smiled at Ålī Al Wahāb, when the utmost passionate kiss ended, “Nothing else.”
Ålī Al Wahāb was furious.
He was burning inside with tremendous jealousy and humiliation.
Yet he knew he can’t stop it ever.
Only he would lose his wife too.
No gain at all.
Only the loss.
And if he could have the courage to bear the loss why the hell had he licked Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s Wahābī Musalmān Cunt and Wahābī Musalmān ass even, dripping Durgesh’s Hindu semen?
No.
He can’t survive without Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
He can’t survive without Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
He would do anything to keep her with him.
Yes!
Anything.
Anything whatsoever Al Fātimah Al Wahāb damn pleases!
They say Ålī Al Wahāb is her slave.
Not her husband.
So what?
Let them say anything whatsoever they damn please.
They don’t have to survive without Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
He has to.
Ålī Al Wahāb has to.
And he knows very well he can’t.
He can’t.
Damn him.
Damn Ålī Al Wahāb.
But he can’t.
He can’t even try.
He can’t even imagine.
What do they say?
No life without wife?
Yes.
But for him it’s not only a proverb.
It’s the absolute truth of his life.
He loves a nymphomaniac.
Ålī Al Wahāb loves a nymphomaniac.
Allah!
Allah!!
Ålī Al Wahāb is hopelessly in love with a nymphomaniac.
Why did his parents name him after Ħazrat Ålīå?
He could not keep even the honor of the name affiliated with it historically.
Ålī Al Wahāb is making his own history in love with a nymphomaniac.
As Sidrah Aħmad’s unfortunate husband is.
As so many Årab Sheikħs do.
As so many Musalmīn do.
They say the Musalmīn never love their wives.
Come and see yourselves.
If we Musalmīn don’t love our Musalmān wives really, why do we lick their Musalmān Cunts and their Musalmān ass even dripping their Hindu lover’s Hindu semen?
They say even the Emperor Humayun was made to do it.
Maryam Makani Ħamīdah Bāno Bégum punished him with it till he lived.
Ålī Al Wahāb smiled ultimately.
“Ok. Why don’t you show Durgesh the house, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb?”
After mixing the drinks Ålī Al Wahāb put them on a tray and went into the bedroom.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb and I were standing at the foot of the bed and kissing each other.
Ålī Al Wahāb sat down on one of the chairs and picked up his drink.
Ålī Al Wahāb sipped and watched as we kissed each other, grinding our pelvic regions into each other.
Ålī Al Wahāb set his drink down, pulled off his shirt, and kicked off his shoes.
We had stepped back and I was unbuttoning my shirt while Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was sliding her dress down her shoulders.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb pulled my shirt off revealing a tan muscular chest.
I pulled her dress down over her hips and Ålī Al Wahāb’s wife, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb, stepped out of it and her shoes.
Her sexy little panties and thigh-high stockings looked fantastic and oh so sensual.
I wet my lips and smiled.
“Nice.” I said.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb reached down and unclasped my belt.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb ran her hand up and down my Hindu bulge and for the first time now, Ålī Al Wahāb heard her moan.
The zipper was loud in the room as Al Fātimah Al Wahāb pulled it down.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb tugged my pants down and pulled each leg off while removing my shoes at the same time.
Ålī Al Wahāb stood up and removed his pants and socks.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb bent down and pulled my socks off, her beyond belief beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān face inches from my Hindu crotch.
Standing up, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb turned around and I could see her erect nipples.
I moaned and reached out with my hands.
I brushed her already hard nipples with my palms and slid my fingers down each nipple, tweaking them.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb gasped and putting her hands on my waist pulled our bodies together.
I ran my hand up and down my crotch feeling my own hard Uncut Hindu Lund through the cotton material of my shorts.
Ålī Al Wahāb sipped his drink and watched as we drove our tongues deeper into each other’s mouths.
We were running our hands up and down each other backs and again grinding our groins into each other.
Ålī Al Wahāb’s wife, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb, hooked her fingers into the waistband of my shorts and slowly pulled my shorts down.
I did the same with her tiny lace panties and Ålī Al Wahāb wet his lips as I threw them to Ålī Al Wahāb.
Ålī Al Wahāb put them to his mouth, inhaling the aroma of Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s wet Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
It was her turn now and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb gasped aloud as my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund literally sprang into view when Al Fātimah Al Wahāb pulled my shorts down.
It was not new to her.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb lost her virginity to it even.
Yet Al Fātimah Al Wahāb still could not stop herself from gasping.
My legendary Uncut Hindu Lund was longer than Ålī Al Wahāb’s tiny Årab Musalmān nūnī, and it was thicker too.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moaned as Al Fātimah Al Wahāb pulled my shorts down my legs, her unblinking eyes never leaving my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund.
As I picked up first one foot and than the other, stepping from my underwear, my Uncut Hindu Lund swung the other way, slapping against a thigh.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb did not stand back up, but knelt in front of me.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb reached up and clasped my Uncut Hindu Lund in her right hand.
I moaned as Al Fātimah Al Wahāb slowly stoked it.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moved her left hand up and touched my balls with her fingertips.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moved forward and kissed the head of my Uncut Hindu Lund.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb stuck out her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān tongue and touched the tip of my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund.
My hips moved back and her hand slid up my Uncut Hindu Lund.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb pulled slightly, my hips reversed, and my Uncut Hindu Lund touched her quivering eager crimson Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān lips.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb stroked my Uncut Hindu Lund a few times and played with my balls, the tip of my Uncut Hindu Lund never leaving her quivering eager crimson Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān lips.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb opened her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān mouth and moved her head forward letting the head of my Uncut Hindu Lund slide between her wet lips.
I moaned as more of my Uncut Hindu Lund went into her eager ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
Ålī Al Wahāb watched her cheeks hollow and knew what I was feeling as Al Fātimah Al Wahāb sucked on my Uncut Hindu Lund.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moved her hands up to my waist and pulled on it pushing more of my Uncut Hindu Lund into her eager ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
So far, we had both been moving very slowly, but Ålī Al Wahāb knew that that would not last very long.
Ålī Al Wahāb’s beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān wife swallowed more of my Uncut Hindu Lund and slid her hands up my chest.
I moaned and shoved my hips forward pushing more of my Uncut Hindu Lund into her eager ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān mouth and down her throat.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb pulled her head back and Ålī Al Wahāb watched as my wet Uncut Hindu Lund reappeared from between her quivering eager crimson Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān lips.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb sucked on the first couple of inches of my Uncut Hindu Lund, her head moving back and forth.
After about a minute of sucking my Uncut Hindu Lund, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb let my Uncut Hindu Lund fall from her eager ravenous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb stood up and kissed me, forcing her tongue between my lips.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb stepped away from me and looked at Ålī Al Wahāb.
“Is this turning you on, my dear husband, Ħazrat Ålīå?” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb asked.
Ålī Al Wahāb gritted through her teeth.
It was a sheer blasphemy.
He could not go to the extent.
He had already told that to his ever insulting wife.
Yet Al Fātimah Al Wahāb never compromised with him even in the matter.
“You have to role play Ħazrat Ålīå.”
“But why Fātimah? It’s blasphemy.”
“Never. You call me your Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza. Don’t you? If it isn’t blasphemy why is it when I call you Ħazrat Ålīå?”
Ålī Al Wahāb could not answer it.
His obsession to beyond belief beautiful Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was converting him now into a blasphemous even.
But he can’t help it.
He can’t lose Al Fātimah Al Wahāb ever.
And may it be not a blasphemy even at all.
Ålī Al Wahāb nodded and said,
“Allah, yes my Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza . You?”
“Yesss!”
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moved to the head of the bed and pulled the blankets down.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb crawled onto the bed and rolled over onto her back.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb looked at me and said,
“Fuck this Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Now.”
As Al Fātimah Al Wahāb spread her beyond belief beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān legs, I crawled between them, my Hindu hard-on in her one hand.
Ålī Al Wahāb moved to the edge of the bed for a better view.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb raised her hips and used her fingers to spread her wet Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot lips apart.
I ran the head of my Uncut Hindu Lund up and down her wet snatch several times.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moaned and pushed her hips higher.
I found the entrance to her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot and pushed forward.
My Uncut Hindu Lund slid in and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb gasped.
Ålī Al Wahāb stood up, pulling his shorts off and watched as my Uncut Hindu Lund disappeared into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
His Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot!
Allah!
Is he himself turning blasphemous now?
Durgesh fucking Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza herself?
Nonsense!
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb claims Durgesh did it actually by the way.
Nauzbillah!
Miåāzullah!
Summ Miåāzullah!
The downright blasphemous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān bitch.
Yet— yet Ålī Al Wahāb could not deny he loved her more than anyone else.
Still loved.
Loved?
Obsessed they say.
Let them.
As long as Al Fātimah Al Wahāb is his wife he doesn’t care a damn whatsoever anyone may say.
Let them all go to hell.
I started a slow fucking action, not letting my Uncut Hindu Lund go all the way in.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moaned and fucked me back more fiercely, her head turned towards Ålī Al Wahāb, her extremely beautiful naughty mischievous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān eyes wide.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb wet her quivering eager crimson Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān lips and said, “Allah! Durgesh feels good. Even better. His long hard Uncut Hindu Lund is wonderful in my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot .”
I moaned and shoved my Uncut Hindu Lund in.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb shrieked as my Uncut Hindu Lund bottomed out.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb herself started to fuck me now harder and faster.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moaned and I knew Al Fātimah Al Wahāb was going to come.
And Al Fātimah Al Wahāb did.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb slammed her hips up and came violently on my Uncut Hindu Lund buried to the hilt into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
Even I could no longer control myself and yelled,
“Oh Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! I’m coming!”
And I came too.
My Uncut Hindu Lund was buried to the hilt in Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb groaned as my Hindu cum splashed into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb came again and gasped, sucking in air through her clenched teeth.
Then we fucked each other more and more fiercely as we came down from our sexual peaks.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb reached up, pulled my head down, and kissed me.
I kissed her back and raised my hips.
Ålī Al Wahāb watched as my slimy Hindu cum and juicy coated Uncut Hindu Lund slid from her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
It was getting harder and looked like a wet brown snake.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb sighed as Ålī Al Wahāb moved my body off her.
I lay down next to her on my back and closed my eyes.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb rolled over on her side looking at Ålī Al Wahāb.
“Lay down, Ålī, my dear husband. I want you to lick and suck my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb said.
Ålī Al Wahāb could not believe what he heard.
Yet he lay down on the bed and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb raised her legs, straddling Ålī Al Wahāb’s head.
I looked up.
Her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot hairs were matted with our juices.
Ålī Al Wahāb raised his head up and licked up and down her thighs, coming closer and closer to her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
Ålī Al Wahāb could see flecks of my Hindu cum in her pubic hairs.
He licked at her and sniffed, smelling the love juices.
Ålī Al Wahāb ran his Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān tongue up and down her equally Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān slit and swallowed.
He could taste her sweet Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot juices intermingled with my slightly bitter and salty Hindu cum.
Ålī Al Wahāb shoved his Panjvaqtah Namāzī tongue up into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moaned.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s hand had grabbed my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund and she had the head of my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund in her mouth.
Ålī Al Wahāb moaned.
I could not believe how great I felt as Al Fātimah Al Wahāb continued to stroke my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund and suck it.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb looked over her shoulder and smiled.
I could not move because Al Fātimah Al Wahāb had pinned me to the bed.
She sucked more of my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund into her mouth and I moaned.
I gasped as she swallowed more of my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund and all of a sudden, she was beyond good!
When Al Fātimah Al Wahāb realized that I was not going to stop me, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb flipped her body around and lowered her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot again over Ålī Al Wahāb’s face.
Ålī Al Wahāb looked down between her legs and watched as Al Fātimah Al Wahāb swallowed the entire length of my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund.
I moaned and then started breathing more heavily.
She was playing with my balls and giving me the blowjob of my life.
Ålī Al Wahāb’s Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza!
Giving the blowjob of my life to me!
To a Hindu?
Ålī Al Wahāb shrugged his head violently to get rid of the blasphemous thoughts.
Damn Al Fātimah Al Wahāb.
She always talks of Durgesh fucking Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza.
Allah!
Allah!
Nauzbillah!
I smiled and winked at her.
Ålī Al Wahāb’s Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza returned my wink entirely unashamed of her now.
Ålī Al Wahāb stuck his tongue up and ran it up and down Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s snatch.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moaned and lowered her hips sending Ålī’s tongue deeper into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
“I am sucking all of your Uncut Hindu Lund.” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb smiled naughtily.
She moaned as she started to suck on my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund steadily and play with my balls.
Ålī Al Wahāb shoved his tongue in and out of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot with renewed energy and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb groaned.
I felt her mouth stop on the way up my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund.
She sucked on the head of my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund and ran her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān tongue around the ridge of my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund.
I gasped at the feelings and moved my head back.
Ålī Al Wahāb stuck his tongue out and rammed it into Al Fātimah Al Wahāb’s tight little sweet ass-hole.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb gasped and Ålī Al Wahāb tongue fucked her ass.
“Allah! Yes! Lick my ass, Ålī, my dear and darling husband, my Ħazrat Ålīå; lick your Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza’s ass! Durgesh has blasted his Gangājal, his Amr’t for you there. “Al Fātimah Al Wahāb yelled.
Ålī Al Wahāb wanted to shout:
“Stop it you ever blasphemous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān bitch. Can’t you have any orgasm without imagining yourself Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza herself and Durgesh is fucking you? You enjoy blasphemous sex only now? Do you enjoy blasphemous sex only now?”
But he knew Durgesh would punish him optimum if he said so.
All three of us moaned at the same time as the feelings started to overwhelm us.
I realized that Ålī Al Wahāb’s wife, Al Fātimah Al Wahāb, was finger-fucking herself and playing with her clit as Ålī Al Wahāb continued to tongue her ass and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb sucked on my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moaned and gasped and I felt her body go rigid as Al Fātimah Al Wahāb came once more.
Ålī Al Wahāb moved his tongue down to her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot and felt her fingers move with his tongue.
Ålī Al Wahāb tongued her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Choot sending her into another orgasm.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moaned as she felt my own orgasm start to build.
I knew it was going to be a good one and my body shuddered as Al Fātimah Al Wahāb sucked my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund faster.
I thrust up and moaned as the first wave of my Hindu cum spewed from my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund deep into her throat.
I came again and again, almost passing out from the sensations.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb sucked my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund dry of my Hindu cum and she moaned at the sensations coming from my sensitive Uncut Hindu Lund as it slowly softened in her mouth.
To her extreme surprise it again started to harden however.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moved her body from mine and I looked down at the blonde head that was sucking on my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund.
Ålī Al Wahāb was not repulsed.
I felt satisfied like never before.
He raised his head and Ålī Al Wahāb watched as my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund slid from between his wife’s lips and fell onto my belly.
He grinned and licked my Uncut Hindu Lund directly.
“Surprise?”Ålī Al Wahāb smiled, “Even I couldn’t resist your handsome hard Uncut Hindu Lund.” he said, “How can I blame my wife now?”
“Thank you very much my dear friend.” I thanked him truthfully.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb lowered her head and ran her tongue up and down my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund.
She lowered her head between my legs and licked my balls.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb ran her tongue back up between my balls and licked the length of my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund.
Finally she kissed the head of my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund and rolled over onto her back.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb lay down beside me and kissed me.
Al Fātimah Al Wahāb moved her hand down and ran her fingers up and down my legendary Uncut Hindu Lund and balls.
“Felt good, huh?” Al Fātimah Al Wahāb asked.
I nodded and Al Fātimah Al Wahāb kissed me again.
“You have no idea what a turn-on it was, watching you suck Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Lund.”Ålī Al Wahāb said to his wife.
“Darling. You’ve got to pay me back. Suck Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Lund when it comes out from your Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza ’s gorgeous Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān ass.”
Ålī Al Wahāb instantly jumped, shocked, immediately.
“You—you mean—?”
“Yes. Why not? What’s wrong in it?”
“You mean I’ve to eat your shit out of Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Lund?”
“Your Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza’s shit, my dear Ħazrat Ålīå.”
“Shut up. How dare you? You dirty blasphemous bitch.”
“No problem. Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! My husband, my Ħazrat Ålīå wants our entire porns released on Internet. How interesting it is that he is licking and tongue fucking me after you fuck her Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza in her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān Cunt and ass both.”
Ålī Al Wahāb shouted.
“You can’t do it to me.”
“If you can hire Shankar Mahāpralayankar and his Hindu bandits to disgrace and humiliate me publicly, why can’t I do it to you too? My dear Ħazrat Ålīå, your game is finished now forever. From now on you are your Kħātūn-e-Jannatrza’s personal slave. If you want to keep it secret to ourselves, please do what I tell you to do. Otherwise I haven’t any problem in letting it become public.”
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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend
4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service
5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1
6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2
7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3
8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5
10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
15. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–11
16. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–12
17. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–13
18. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–14
19. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–15
20. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–16
21. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–17
22. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–18
23. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–19
24. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–20
25. A deserving unfaithfulness
26. A deserving unfaithfulness-2
29. A secret Smile
31. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
33. The three pregnants-1
34. The three pregnants-2
35. In the Moonlight
36. Sālī, Ammījān!
37. Now entirely secured and safe
39. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
40. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
47. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
49. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
50. Hell, I revolt
53. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1
54. Making love and understanding everything
55. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh
56. After the death of my husband
58. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now
59. The most memorable Eidī of her life
60. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared
61. You are the best. You don’t know
62. I’m not defeated even yet-1
63. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife
65. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
68. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
70. I live with him
72. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1
73. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2
74. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3
75. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4
76. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives
77. It all happened just naturally-1
78. It all happened just naturally-2
79. Under Open Sky
75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1
76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2
77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3
78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4
79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5
80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6
81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7
82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8
83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9
84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10
85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11
86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12
87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13
88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14
89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15
93. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour
94. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest
98. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged
99. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
100. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession
101. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued
102. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued
103. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession
104. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More
105. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
106. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
107. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
108. Ahl-Al Bayt 16
109. Ahl-Al Bayt 17
110. Ahl-Al Bayt 18
111.Ahl-Al Bayt 19
112. Ahl-Al Bayt 20
113. Ahl-Al Bayt 21
114. Ahl-Al Bayt 22
115. Ahl-Al Bayt 23
116. Ahl-Al Bayt 24
117. Ahl-Al Bayt 25
118. Ahl-Al Bayt 26
119. Ahl-Al Bayt 27
120. Ahl-Al Bayt 28
121. Ahl-Al Bayt 29
122. Ahl-Al Bayt 30
123. The everincreasing infinite lust
124. The women in my life
125. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise
130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1
131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2
132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3
133. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4
134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5
135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1
136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2
137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3
138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4
139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5
140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6
141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7
142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8
143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9
145. She protested
146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach
147. The threesome
148. You’ve proved your titles true
149. The Chairman: 1
150. The Chairman: 2
151. The Chairman: 3
152. The Chairman: 4
153. The Chairman: 5
154. An Underworld Don: 1
155. An Underworld Don: 2
156. An Underworld Don: 3
157. An Underworld Don: 4
158. An Underworld Don: 5
159. An Underworld Don: 6
160. An Underworld Don: 7
161. An Underworld Don: 8
162. An Underworld Don: 9
163. An Underworld Don: 10
164. Age no bar: 1
165. Age no bar: 2
175. Her Ultimate Decision : 3
175. The Extent: 1
176. The Extent: 2
177. The Extent: 3
178. The Extent: 4
179. The Extent: 5
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1
10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2
11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1
12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2
13. Eidul Fitr-1
14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!
15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
21. Majājī Kħudā: 1
22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
23. Majājī Kħudā:3
24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1
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More Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1
2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2
3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3
4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4
5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5
6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6
7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7
8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8
9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9
10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10
11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11
12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12
13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13
14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1
15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2
16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3
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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:
1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2
3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3
7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4
8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5
9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6
10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7
11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8
12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9
13. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6
14. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20
15. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46
16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2
19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
20. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
21. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
22. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
23. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
24. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
25. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5
26. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
27. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42
28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1
29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2
30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3
31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4
32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1
33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4
34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3
35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 31| Mantr 18
36. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8
37. Saamved: Mantr 1
39. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1
40. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10
41. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik
42. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3
44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4
45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6
46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6
47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7
48. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8
49. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6
50. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 4| Mantr 22
51. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
52. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
Creative Adult Sex: Durgesh 