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I didn’t know she was my Pitr’shrī’s woman or not.
She could be my PraPitr’shrī’s woman as well.
Or, one of my Pitr’výshrī’s women even.
The age was immaterial to decide whose.
“It’s time to go to college, wake up, Durgesh, or else I will pour water over you.”
Its my Ammī Rābiyah Altamash roaring from the doorway.
Was I dreaming about someone?
I got up quickly and looked at the watch.
It’s 8 o’ clock.
I ran to the bathroom to get ready for college.
It’s going late.
I took the bath, dressed up in a hurry and had a mini breakfast.
My Ammī, who is the Principal at the same college, was already prepared for the college.
I didn’t know when she came in my Pitr’shrī’s life.
Since I had a sense of relations, I found her one of the favorites of my real Ammī Ħuzoor, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Al Kħadījah Al Waħāb.
She was in her new red silk sari that Abbū, her real husband, sent from Singapore.
She seemed to be very happy and above all a bit sexy.
Even in her early 40s she looked too nice with a tall-heavy figure.
She was about 5’11 and her beautiful smooth Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body is every man’s paradise.
My Pitr’shrī’s certainly.
Since she delivered only one beautiful girl, her beautiful smooth Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body was well fit, still in her early 40s.
“Come on Durgesh, you are getting late, darling.”
Rābiyah Altamash Ammī cried out.
Rather, Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī.
She was a PhD in Islamic Philosophy.
I ran out, taking my books.
“Allah, Durgesh, your Ghazalah has again taken my car.”She groaned as she found there was no car at its proper place.
“My Ghazalah?”I smiled naughtily, “Ammī, she’s your real daughter.”
“But your bed partner now. Isn’t she?”
“Sorry, Ammī,”I was really concerned now.
“For what, you eversexy son of mine? That Ghazalah Altamash is your bed partner?” Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī smiled impishly.
“Never. She is excellent on my bed. I mean that she’s taken your car, without even informing you.”
Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī laughed now,
“It’s okay. Come on.”
We walked to the bus stop.
It’s been almost 9 and every bus is rush.
It is like that during the morning hours due to the office-college guys.
We got into a bus, which was thickly packed and managed to stand only.
The journey will take half an hour.
In front of me, I saw a Saåūdī Årab Musalmān young lady standing.
She may be 25-28.
I noticed her looking around, to her back and side.
In a minute, she lean back on me.
Her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān butt hit my front.
I was surprised by the act.
I saw my Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī is too close to me.
She stayed on the right side of me, a bit in front of me. It was not possible for her to see what I was doing.
My heartbeat slowed down when I found that she couldn’t find out if I put my jackey on the Saåūdī Årab Musalmān lady in front of me.
Grabbing courage I pressed further front, and my Uncut Hindu Cock was now clearly pressed against her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks.
It felt me so soft and fleshy that it aroused my Uncut Hindu Cock.
It bean to grow.
The Saåūdī Årab Musalmān lady stood still and seemed to like this.
I wanted more action.
I brought my one hand down and pressed one of her gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass cheeks.
That one really was impressive.
I got more encouragement, as she didn’t resist.
It really is the license for more action as I moved my hand slowly towards her top and touched her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs and pressed it.
She jutted back further and her hair touched my handsome Hindu face.
I got the fragrance of it, and it again added to my Hindu hard-on.
There was nothing more I could do in the bus.
Only touch and squeeze, and I thought not to waste the opportunity.
I ran my arms slowly around her risen parts.
I turned my face to notice if my Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammījān is watching.
She was looking away.
But she was not comfortable standing there.
Some Hindu boy had got himself pressed against her.
He was standing face to face of her and I suspected, he was disturbing her.
So I pushed the Saåūdī Årab Musalmān lady a bit to front, and reached level to where Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī was standing.
I saw that sight.
Her beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān eyes were closed and her big Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs were being squeezed.
In return, she was rubbing his Hindu bulge through the pants.
I was really surprised.
She was not even bothering if anyone was watching her.
My face reddened.
I thought of beating the Hindu boy.
But it was a shame on her, if people came to know about it.
So I change my mind.
The Hindu boy may be a 8th or 9th class student.
I could easily identify seeing his uniform.
He was really enjoying the play.
I realized first time that Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī was not one man woman.
His Musalmān husband was not around, so she replaced him with my Pitr’shrī.
That was all.
She did not feel any loyalty to my Pitr’shrī that he welcomed her to his bed, as my own Ammī Ħuzoor, Imāmzādī Sheikħzādī Dr.Al Kħadījah Al Waħāb, did.
I saw his one hand really pressing my Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī’s Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs and the other hand rubbing the front of her sari.
I was not holding back anymore as I couldn’t hold back anymore.
I pushed the Hindu boy away and looked at Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī with my burning angry Hindu eyes.
She was really surprised and shocked.
I told her to get down at next stop.
She obeyed me.
We caught the next bus and drove back home.
The door is opened.
I sat down on the sofa in the visiting room.
She went into her room.
I seemed very much frustrated and annoyed by what I saw in the morning.
I wanted to punish her for the immoral act.
I stood up and walked in to her room.
She was undressing.
Without the knowledge I pushed open the door and got in.
She stood there topless.
Seeing me in she covered her top with her hands and groaned,
I turned back quickly, but something urged me to move towards her.
I walked towards the door and locked it and reached near her.
She trembled in fear.
Her beautiful smooth Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body was sweating.
Reaching near her I asked,
“What were you doing with that Hindu boy in the bus?”
“I saw everything. Don’t try to hide.” I shouted back.
Her beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān eyes filled with tears and she leaned on my chest.
I felt her warm tears flowing down my chest.
“I was helpless.” she continued, “what can I do? I am a Saåūdī Årab Musalmān woman. I have desires. It’s been long 1o years since your Abbū and I had sex. He found pleasure on some street prostitutes and gays.”
Her tears flew down like a river.
“But my Pitr’shrī—“
“He has too many to satisfy. They manage somehow to snatch him away from me. You Bachhalyās are too much in demand.”
“Bachhalyās?”I shouted,”To hell with the Bachhalyās. We are Dvij Hindus.”
“Yes—yes. I was speaking genetically. You Bachhalyās inherit supreme sexy, Y-chromosomed genes from your initial forefather.”
Seeing her tears my anger cooled down and I tried to comfort her by patting her shoulders.
I realize that the fault is on Abbū, her incompetent Musalmān husband.
His ignorance has created her helpless situation.
I decided to help my Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī, so that she never had to seek for sex outside.
She was not loyal to Pitr’shrī even.
Could I make loyal to me?
They say, I supersede even my father and Grandfather genetically, in sexual prowess and brains.
Wouldn’t it be better that I fill the gap in her life, instead of some unworthy and irresponsible so called Hindus?
I lifted her lovely, stunning, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Musalmān face up from my chest and kissed her red lips.
She was shocked and she tried to slip away from me.
I held my arms around her tightly and her chest meet mine, her big hard Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs pressed against my chest.
Her attempts to escape weakened, as I held one of her firm Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs and caressed her nipple.
I was sure that this Saåūdī Årab Musalmān lady was longing for a Uncut Hindu Cock for years.
My Pitr’shrī filled the gap, but not enough to quench her actual needs.
I moved my arms down to her waist and untied the knot of her undergarment.
It fell down to the floor.
I lowered her panties down and gently touched her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt-hole.
It was wet and I felt slight warmth inside it.
Her beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān eyes were now closed and she bit her lips moaning gently.
How right I was!
She had immediately forgotten even the fact that I was her son practically.
I turned my attention fully to her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.
Yes, what a tragedy!
Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī belonged to great Makkah Mukarramah itself.
I inserted my two fingers and slowly stroked caressing her nipples.
Her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Boobs were round like a big jelly and her nipples about the size of a black-grape.
I bent down on my knees.
Holding her back with my hands I kissed her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy entrance and rubbed my Hindu lips over it.
Then gently pushed my Uncut Hindu Penis into the Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt hole.
My arms around her back squeezed her gorgeous Saåūdī Årab Musalmān ass cheeks which were massive that fits her tall body.
She moaned gently and her beautiful smooth Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body shivered.
“Uuuuuuuum Allah! Son, tease Ammī’s Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt like that”.
Her sounds made my Uncut Hindu Cock to pain as it grew inside her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
Her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was soaked in her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt-juice.
I didn’t have to continue for long that she came within a few minutes.
Her moaning became louder “Aaaah yeeaa ooooh”.
The juice fell on all over around my Uncut Hindu Penis, and I really enjoyed its scent.
I stood up and grabbing her lovely, stunning, extremely beautiful, Saåūdī Årab Musalmān face I kissed her passionately, full on her quivering exquisite Saåūdī Årab Musalmān lips.
“I love you Ammī, I don’t want to see you crying.”
I kissed her again.
I slowly unbuttoned my pants, as I was using it only opening my zipso far, and took my Uncut Hindu Cock outside fully.
It was large and thick.
Her beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān eyes glew seeing my big Uncut Hindu Cock.
Her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān fingers suddenly grabbed my Uncut Hindu Cock that was longing for a touch.
I felt like heaven when she bent down and circled her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān tongue around my Uncut Hindu Cock -tip.
“Mmmmmmmmm.” I moaned.
She gave me a fair blowjob for 2 minutes and told me,
“Ammī can’t wait any longer, son, please do it in my Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.”
I was ready for the fuck as my Uncut Hindu Cock was well lubricated with her saliva and vaginal juices.
Saying this, Ammī lay on her back in the center of the bed.
I positioned myself between Ammī’s wide spread legs and holding her beautiful smooth Saåūdī Årab Musalmān thighs apart, I pushed my monster between the wet lips of her open sex.
She moaned as she felt the Hindu head split her opening.
Her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt was hot, and tight, and wet against my Uncut Hindu Cock.
I found that hers is a rarely used Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
I slowly pushed the whole Hindu length inside into her.
Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī groaned out loud and was lost in ecstasy as I started a long slow rhythm into her aroused clasping Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.
“Fuck me,” she ordered, “Oh son, fuck your Ammī!”
Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī’s buttocks began making little up and down strokes along with my Hindu thrusts.
Suddenly, Ammī’s legs flew up and wrapped around my waist, her ankles locking behind my ass.
Now, with each downward stroke of my Uncut Hindu Cock , her legs flexed, causing her beautiful smooth Saåūdī Årab Musalmān body to slam up against mine.
Her breaths came in short, deep gasps.
Sheen of sweat covered our bodies.
As my Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammī jān shook her head from side to side, strands of hair stuck to her wet, sweaty face, flopping into her open mouth, sticking to her beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān eyes.
“Yā Allaaaaaaah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! !” she screamed out, “Fuck me, Durgesh! Fuck your Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammījān!”
I could feel a slow boiling feeling in my balls.
“I’m going to cum,” I moaned almost uncontrollably, “I’m going to cum!”
I could feel a slight quiver in my Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammījān’s Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt, then her entire body began to shake beneath me.
” Yā Allaaaaaaah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! !” she cried out.
I could feel a spasm in my Uncut Hindu Cock as the first spurt of my Hindu cum rushed out, spewing deepest into my Ammījān’s womb.
Her head was thrown back, her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān mouth wide open.
From deep in her throat, a long, low moan formed.
Her pelvis made quick, jerking motions against mine.
Now, her evererect Saåūdī Årab Musalmān, extremely enticing Saåūdī Årab Musalmān breasts, were flying from side to side, as her breath came in short, deep gasps.
As I continued to thrust deepest in and out of her, her moans become scream. “You’re gonna make me cuuuuummm. OOOhhhhh Yā Allaaaaaaah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! Yā Allaaaaaaah! !. Make Ammī cuuummmm. Ohhhhh fuuuuuuuck. Make me cum, make me cum. Ahhhhhhhh.”
I felt another spurt of my Hindu cum blasting out of my Uncut Hindu Cock , and then another.
Uncontrollably, I let out a loud groan the last of my Hindu sperm spilled into my Dr. Rābiyah Altamash Ammījān.
Ammī’s body shook in one long, last spasm, then I could feel her go limp beneath me.
I collapsed on top of her, our sweaty bodies making contact from head to toe, my Uncut Hindu Cock still buried inside her.
After the day we started to sleep together, of course, both in nude .
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