Al Jihad: No incest:2

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Al Jihad: No incest

Durgesh

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Muħammad came from a decent family in Mecca, as Ħuzoors^s himself were.

What an irony.

Isn’t it?

They were nine in their family – Abbū―Imām Åbdullah, Ammī―Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah, his Bājīs―Al Åāýeshā Al Åbdullah(28), Al Fātimah Al Åbdullah(26), Al Āmnah Al Åbdullah(24), Muħammad (22), himself, three younger Sisters― Al Zainab Al Åbdullah(20), Al Ruqayyah Al Åbdullah(18), and Al Kħadījah Al Åbdullah(16).

His Abbū (52) was a well known, well respected Imām in Islam, in Saůūdī Arabia, Mecca.

Ammī― (48) Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah, was a senior staff in one of the Islamic research institutes, Mecca.

Muħammad (22), himself, had just finished his engineering in Electronics and looking for a job.

His Bājī―Al Åāýeshā Al Åbdullah (28) was doing her PhD.

In short, they were a happy family, enjoying all the facilities available in the modern era.

Even they were rich enough to have as many Muslim maids as they wanted.

They were an ultramodern family.

More modern than other sophisticated Meccan Saůūdī Årab Muslim families.

They did not have any objection in running to me and hugging.

Not even the females of the family.

Muħammad’s Ammī used to go to her office in jeans, or skirts or in more other such kind of dresses.

Her slim Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body, with nice shape, used to make many people mad.

She had an attractive figure of 32-28-36.

Her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass jiggled very nicely according to her movements.

People went crazy with her such movements.

Nobody thought that she had seven beautiful and handsome children, above 16 years.

She was still dangerously attractive.

It was not long after daybreak this early morning .

Muħammad watched his wristwatch.

It was okay if Durgesh fucks the entire muħsināt-e-Mecca.

It was okay if Durgesh fucks the entire womankind of Musalmeen.

It was okay if Durgesh fucks the entire Sisters and cousins of Muħammad himself.

But, not Ammī.

Not Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48).

After all, Durgesh is thirty only.

Inside home, they wore free dresses.

I have seen Muħammad’s Ammī many times in her bra and panties and helped her several times in hooking and unhooking her bra from behind.

It’s just normal for her to kiss his Abbū in front of all her seven children and me.

His Abbū, Al Åbdullah(52), also sometimes cupped her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Breasts while watching the television along with us.

We, Muħammad’s Ammī and myself, go to the shopping frequently and she never hesitates to buy her lingerie, including g-strings with very thin strips, shaving kits, napkins and contraceptives.

I also take it normally.

Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) had a smoking habit, and people stare at her, whenever she smokes outside in modern outfits.

This is still a kind of amazing thing in Mecca.

Let’s come to the main point now.

Once Muħammad’s Abbū, Imām Al Åbdullah(52), was out on his deenī official trip.

After coming back from her office Muħammad’s Ammī, Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48), went to the bathroom.

I was watching television in the living room.

After sometime she called me from her room.

I went there and found that Ammī was just back from the bathroom, taking shower.

She was in front of the mirror and had her back towards me.

But I could see everything from her front through the mirror.

She was in her g-string only.

The strip was so thin that it was not enough to cover even her beautiful Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass, Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān hole.

Through the mirror I could see that her Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Breasts were forging ahead nicely.

They were very firm and very big in size.

Her nice, thin waist was holding thin lace of her g-string just below her navel.

The front part of her g-string hardly covered her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) had shaven her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy nicely, so I could not see her pubic hair outside the g-string.

She was combing her hair.

Her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Breasts were moving nicely as per her movements of her beautiful hands.

I could clearly see her armpits, which were cleanly shaved.

Seeing Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) in that position, I had a very hard on below my pants down but thinking of the relation, with Muħammad, I tried to hide everything and the scene was not very much interfering for me.

I did not want to embarrass Muħammad.

Only small change was that I could even see her lower labial lips eating her g-string completely.

“Yes, Ammī!” I said approaching near to her.

“Durgesh ! Muħammad is not here anywhere, neither any of his Sisters are. Can you please help me in hooking my bra?” She asked tying her hair.

“Sure, Ammī. But where is it ?” I asked.

“Oh, sorry. It’s in the cupboard, would you mind to take it out from there, Durgesh?”

“No, Ammī! Not at all.” I said, opened her cupboard and tried to find one bra for her.

There were several bras in her cupboard.

“Which one do you want to wear now?” I asked her.

“Can you find the one that matches this panty please?” Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48), Muħammad’s Ammī; asked without looking at me.

Remember: I was twenty two years younger from her.

She was wearing a white g-string.

There were many white bras.

I deliberately chose the one that had smallest cup and thinnest strips.

I closed the door of her cupboard and headed towards her.

“Just a minute, I will be back in seconds.” Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) said and went out of the room.

I was watching her from behind.

Oh my Eīshān Param Brahm Parmātmā!

Her movement was very sexy.

Her extremely beautiful Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass cheeks were fighting with each other.

There was no sign of her g-string except the lace around her thin waist.

After less than a minute, she came back with a lighter.

“Is this OK, Ammī?” I asked showing the bra I chose for her to wear.

“Ohh, sweet Durgesh! it’s nice. It matches this perfectly.” she said showing her g-string, which is almost doing nothing to hide her most intimate private parts.

She took the bra from my hand and wore through her both arms.

She adjusted her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Breasts in the cups of the bra and asked me to hook it.

As I suspected, the cups were not enough to hold her Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Breasts.

But she did not care.

I hooked it.

“Thanks, Durgesh!”, she said.

“Shall we go out for dinner?” she asked me lighting one cigarette and throwing the smoke through her nostrils.

“It sounds great, Ammī!” I said.

“Go and get ready then. I will finish this cigarette by then.” She said and lied on the bed.

I went to my room and changed myself.

There was always a room allotted to me, on Åāýeshā’s request.

The eldest Sister, Al Åāýeshā Al Åbdullah(28), was already in love with me, openly.

Since it was hot summer day, I wore a loose t-shirt and shorts.

After then I went to Muħammad’s Ammī’s room.

She was still on the bed puffing her cigarette.

One of her hands was inside her g-string, maybe she was fingering.

“Let’s go Ammī.” I said, pretending not seeing anything.

“Two minutes, baby!” She took her last puff and threw the remainder of the cigarette into an beautiful ashtray.

After all, she was the Mayor of Mecca.

How did she manage it, no one knew.

There was lot of opposition from both the sexes, but she successfully defeated all the oppositions absolutely.

How?

Again, no one knew.

She was successfully keeping her every such action secret.

She got up and wore a sleeveless t-shirt and tight shorts.

She took her purse and car key.

We went to the garage.

Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) sat on the driving seat and drove us to the market.

We parked the car in front of one nice restaurant and entered in.

We booked one table, ordered some meal and told them that we would be back in an hour as it was too early to take dinner.

We walked around the market.

People were staring at us as we, especially Muħammad’s Ammī, Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48), were in western outfits.

It was prohibited in Mecca.

‘No Entry for Non-Muslims

Non-Muslims are not permitted to enter Mecca by Saudi law.^[3] According to CNN,^[37]

Many religious scholars say this “discrimination” exists because Mecca was once a city where Muslims – including the prophet Mohammed – were persecuted and driven out. When Mohammed and his followers reclaimed the city, it was declared a sanctuary … a place where every Muslim should feel safe.

“Non-Muslim Bypass:” Non-Muslims are not permitted to enter Mecca.

Those who use fake certificates of Muslim identity, to enter, may be arrested and prosecuted by Saudi authorities^[44]

The Saudi government uses the following verse as a Qur’an confirmation for this law, however there are other interpretations to this verse (in particular, People of the Book would usually not be regarded as pagans)^[45]):

“O ye who believe! Truly the Pagans are impure; so let them not, after this year of theirs, approach the Sacred Mosque. And if ye fear poverty, soon will God enrich you, if He wills, out of His bounty, for God is All-knowing, All-wise.” — Qur’an, 9:28

As one might expect, the existence of cities closed to non-Muslims and the mystery of the Hajj aroused intense curiosity in people from around the world.

Some have disguised themselves as Muslims and entered the city of Mecca and then the Grand Mosque to experience the Hajj for themselves. The most famous account of a foreigner’s journey to Mecca is A Personal Narrative of a Pilgrimage to Mecca and Medina, written by Sir Richard Francis Burton.^[46] Burton traveled as a Qadiriyyah Sufi from Afghanistan; his name, as he signed it in Arabic below his frontispiece portrait for The Jew The Gypsy and El Islam was al-Hajj ‘Åbdullāh’

―From Wikipedia

Many people glazed their eyes on Muħammad’s Ammī, Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48), when she lit one cigarette and puffed it up.

But we did not care.

They knew how powerful she was.

She was Kħātoone Mecca, more powerful actually, than even Sharif of Mecca, for a long period now―as long as twenty years at least.

We walked around, had some coconut water on the way, a special item from India; and went to the medicine shops.

I, together with the sales Saåūdī Årab Musalmān girls in the shop; was shocked when Ammī asked for condoms.

I could easily see that the shopkeeper’s hand was trembling while delivering the packets of condoms to her.

This was my first time to see her buying condoms; otherwise she used to buy some pills or other things as contraceptives.

After around one hour we returned back to the restaurant and occupied our table.

Ammī asked for some wine and I was happy with a non alcoholic drink.

“Have you ever smoked, Durgesh?” she asked lighting one more.

This was her third cigarette, that I saw, my friend’s Ammī smoking in one day.

I had smoked for a long time, but was not addicted to it like Muħammad’s Ammī, Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) was.

In Muħammad’s family only she was a regular smoker.

The others were not.

“Well, I have smoked for a long time, but I am not a regular smoker like you.” I said.

“I know. Would you mind to have one to give company to me now?” She asked.

“I have no problem.” I said.

“Thanks, Durgesh!’saying this she forwarded her cigarette case to me.

I took one and put between my lips.

She lit the lighter and helped me to light it.

“You are a smart smoker honey, Muħammad’s Abbū never smokes that perfectly.” She said as I threw the smoke out of my nostrils.

It was my first time to smoke in front of Muħammad’s Ammī.

Before eating dinner, she finished two large pegs of wine and I finished 3 bottles of juices.

In the meantime, she almost emptied her cigarette case.

We took dinner and had some ice creams as dessert.

After paying the bill, we came out.

It was already dark and my wristwatch was indicating 10 o’clock.

We went to the parking lot and I took charge of the steering this time.

It was necessary for the safety of both of us.

While driving home back, Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) asked me to stop at one of the street shops and bought couple of packets of cigarettes.

I parked the car in the garage and we went inside the house.

Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) had some effect of alcohol she consumed just now.

So her paces were not so smooth.

I had to help Muħammad’s Ammī in climbing up the stairs.

In the process, I brushed her beautiful Meccan Saůūdī Årab Muslim lips with mine, squeezed her beautiful Saåūdī Årab Musalmān Breasts and Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks .

She did not react adversely.

I even squeezed her beautiful Meccan Saůūdī Årab Muslim Cunt, as if accidentally.

She smiled to me,

“Thank you, my child!” and squeezed my Uncut Hindu Hindu Penis, in response, too, of course unknowingly in intoxication somewhat.

As we reached the sitting room she asked me to come to her room to help her in unhooking her bra.

I followed her.

She threw her t-shirts off and went to the bathroom adjacent to her room.

Probably because of alcohol, she forgot to close the door behind her.

I was standing in the room, in such a way that I could easily have the view of her bathroom.

She threw the shorts on the floor of the bathroom, pulled her g-string down to knees and sat on the commode.

I was feeling very hot seeing all this.

She was so incredibly beautiful.

She never looked 48.

She always looked not more than 30.

And, I was already 30.

Of course, Dr. Al Saiyadā AI Āmnah(48) was eight years elder than me, but she looked two years younger than me, instead.

I had a huge Hindu erection down, but I had to control it, anyway.

I could hear the hissing sound of her pissing and about to cum myself.

After she finished pissing, she pulled the g-string up and came to the room.

I could see that her g-string was completely wet.

She came to me and asked to unhook her bra.

I did so.

“In the market, many people were seeing us. Did you notice, Durgesh?” She asked me, suddenly.

“Yes, I did.” I said.

“Maybe they were thinking us husband and wife.” She said and laughed.
“I don’t know. Maybe.” I smiled significantly.

Was the Saali teasing me?

The fact was, that the suggestion from her, made me more eager to have her under me, immediately.

“You are thirty and I’m thirty eight. Yet, they say I look ten years younger. There are Some persons who think Åāýeshā and me are real Sisters, twins I mean.”

She observed me thoughtfully.

She was not boasting.

It was the real, strange TRUTH.

Yet, she was not 38, actually.

She was 48 in fact.

But, looking 28 only!

Eishan Param Brahm Paramatma!

She smiled,

“Durgesh, tell me frankly. What do you think when you see me in this kind of dresses and behaving like this? And what you feel about me?”

She had asked me an unanticipated question.

I was totally thrilled to it.

I had never expected this from her.

“Nothing special, Ammī!”I smiled, “We are used to it. We have been seeing you in this kind of dresses ab initio, and we know your behavior very well. I think, despite this kind of dresses and behavior, you are just like a common Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān beauty, with lots of love to her family.”

“Thanks, Durgesh! I wanted to know whether I was over behaving and breaking the norms of an Ammījān, and whether am I affecting my son’s Hindu friend’s feelings.”

She came closer to me.

She kissed me and asked me to sit down.

I sat on her bed.

She was just in front of me, standing in her g-string that was wet with her own urine.

Her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy lips were clearly visible.

She took out the cigarette case from her bag and lit one cigarette.

“Have you ever seen a Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān girl in her panty?” She asked suddenly.

“Yes, many times.” I said.

“Who is that?” She asked immediately.

“It’s you, Ammī! I have been seeing you in panty many times.” I said.

“Come on, boy! I am not a Saåūdī Årab Musalmān girl. I am an mature woman with seven young children. Do you like to see me in my panty?” She asked suddenly, on an impulse.

“Yes, Ammī! You look very sexy in this.” I said.

“What about like this?” Saying this, she just pulled her panty off and threw it on the floor.

Now she was completely naked in front of me.

A nude, nice figured, smoking, Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān beauty.

I could not hide my Hindu dick’s erection anymore.

“Do you like to see me in this dress?” She asked puffing her cigarette, and looking significantly at my Hindu erection with a seductive look.

Was the Saali seducing me?

If yes, that’s great!

“You are great, Ammī! Your Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body is perfect.” I said.

However, I was not flattering her, anyway.

I looked at her.

She was damn sexy – nicely built by her Creator.

She brought her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy towards my face and landed it into my lips.

I could smell her musky perfumed scent.

It was sooooooooooooo nice.

I could not deny.

I could not tolerate.

Suddenly, Muħammad entered there, without any ultimatum, and inserted his tongue inside her juicy Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy.

“ It tastes so good.” Muħammad closed his eyes in reverence to his birthplace.

Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48)’s Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy was too smooth as it was shaven very nicely. Maybe because of her urine, it was salty and Muħammad liked it very much.

When he inserted his tongue deep inside her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy , she gave a loud moan and discharged a flow of her cum.

Muħammad drank it all.

Muħammad was licking her very furiously.

He was afraid of me that I could fuck his Ammī, Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48).

He always watched us when we were alone.

He knew, I won’t enter my tongue in any pussy at all.

He took advantage of it, deliberately.

She was moaning and puffing the cigarette.

Muħammad drank each drop of her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy juice.

And despite Muħammad’s every effort, I was very happy, imagining, that I am going to get the nice Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy to fuck tonight.

She was pressing her own son, Muħammad’s, head hard indicating to increase his tongue’s inner lick.

As if it was nothing abnormal and out of routine.

It was the evidence how excited she was.

She was moaning loudly.

After half an hour’s tongue work, she came with a loud moan and discharged a jet of juice.

Muħammad had a very hard time to swallow all at a time.

She was very much relieved and became very exhausted.

She then said good night to us, and asked Muħammad and me to go to our respective rooms to sleep.

I was not expecting this.

I was expecting some more.

I was really very much upset and annoyed.

Seeing my embarrassment, she fondled my hair and said that she was completely satisfied now.

I told her that I wanted more and something else.

She understood what I meant.

But she told me that she could do nothing now but promised that she would allow me the next day.

I, with heavy heart, went to my room, undressed myself and slept naked.

Åāýeshā came and I fucked her wildly, the entire night, imagining fucking her Ammī.

The next morning, at around 5 0’clock, her Ammī came to my room and woke us up.

She was still naked.

She said that she was going to the toilet and if Muħammad wanted to see her in the toilet he could follow her.

Muħammad had come there with his eldest Sister, Al Åāýeshā Al Åbdullah(28).

He had watched me fucking his eldest Sister, Al Åāýeshā Al Åbdullah(28), wildly, and enjoyed it very much.

He even licked Al Åāýeshā Al Åbdullah’s cunt and my Hindu Penis, after we fucked, to clean us.

Muħammad enjoyed cleaning us very much.

He was more than happy to hear this.

In the joy, he forgot that I was naked inside my blanket with his eldest Sister.

He jumped off, grabbed my hand and pulling me up with him, went to the toilet with naked me.

His Ammī, Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48), was already in the toilet sitting on the commode.

She was surprised to see me naked with her son.

She asked me to come closer to her.

I went there.

She started sucking my Hindu dick, right on the commode.

I was in the seventh heaven.

Muħammad’s own Ammī was giving me a nice blow job―in the very presence of her only son, Muħammad.

This feeling gave me a total jerk and I relieved discharging my Hindu cum into her beautiful Meccan Saůūdī Årab Muslim mouth.

She drank each drop of it.

She did not leave my Hindu dick and started sucking again.

I was feeling to pee and asked Dr. Al Saiyadā AI Āmnah(48), Muħammad’s Ammī; to leave, so that I could urinate.

“I will be pleased to drink my son’s Hindu friend’s famous Hindu pee.” Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) laughed, “ Please, piss into my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān mouth, honey!”

What could be the greatest thing in the world than this one?

I started pissing into Muħammad’s Ammī’s Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān mouth slowly.

She surprisingly drank all my Hindu urine.

It should be more than half a liter, as it was my morning pee.

After a while, she finished her natural call, and got up from the commode.

Muħammad flushed the bowl, and cleaned her Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān shithole with his tongue, licking it totally unashamed, hungrily.

Now, I sat on the commode to shit.

She came to me and pushed her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy to my mouth.

I kissed her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Cunt.

Muħammad had licked it too and drank her pee.

It was not much, as she had already peed while shitting.

“Are you satisfied now?” She asked me.

“Yes, Ammī!” I smiled, “ But I want more than this. I want to explore the way from where Muħammad came to this world.”

Muħammad was licking and wiping my Hindu shit hole too, with his Muslim tongue.

“Are you jealous of your friend, Muħammad, that he explored his birthplace with his tongue?” She smiled.

“Yes, but I feel that exploration is better with my appropriate Hindu tool. And you know that I have the better tool for it.” I said and kissed on her lips.

She was very happy with my kiss.

Soon she started sucking my Hindu male lips.

I inserted my Hindu male tongue into her beautiful Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān mouth.

She sucked my tongue.

We exchanged our saliva with each other.

We were kissing so deeply and passionately.

My hands were cupping her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass cheeks and her hands were doing same with mine.

Slowly I moved down and started kissing her nipples.

It was really very exciting.

She was holding my Hindu dick and stroking lightly.

She was moaning and has closed her eyes in pleasure.

After a while, I lifted her on my Hindu male arms, as she was not heavy.

I could hold her very nicely.

I slowly inserted my throbbing Hindu dick into her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy on lifting position and hugged her tightly.

Our lips were locked with each other and we were eating each other tastily.

I walked towards her bedroom in the same position carrying her on my Hindu male arms with my Uncut Hindu dick buried into her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .

She was pushing her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass back and forth to fuck herself up.

“Fuck Muħammad’s beautiful Ammī, Durgesh! tear your Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān whore’s Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy ruthlessly…………..I am dying for your Uncut Hindu dick…………….tear me……….tear my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy and my Meccan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān asshole…………………forget that you are my son’s Hindu friend………………and forget that I am like your Ammījān……………..think me as your Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān whore…………….”

Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) was shouting like this.

I was still holding her on my strong male Hindu arms and she was, herself, fucking me now, heavily.

I was too much relaxed to fuck Muħammad’s own Ammī.

I was too much enjoying pumping the Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān hole from where Muħammad came to this world.

I went near the mirror and positioned in such a way that we could see us in the mirror.

She was fucking me so furiously that we could see my Uncut Hindu dick going in and out into her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy very fast.

She was increasing the pace every minute and I was enjoying a lot.

“MMMMMMMmmmm……………………fuck your Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān slut, Durgesh,………………….fuck your Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān whore……….tear me, O Hindu dream boy!…………….”

Saying this, she increased her pace.

I was not telling the filthy words to her.

I was enjoying.

As both of us increased our pace, we both came almost the same time.

She leaned on my chest pushing her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy hard to my Uncut Hindu dick.

“Oh…..we forgot to use condom. What happens if you get pregnant?” I asked sucking her juicy Meccan Saůūdī Årab Muslim lips.

“Don’t worry…..let me have your Hindu sons now.” She said tightening her grip on my back and pushing her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy deep towards my more erected Uncut Hindu dick.

Ultimately, my Uncut Hindu dick slipped out of her Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān pussy .

We then lied on the bed.

She kissed me once again.

I asked her whether I was the second man in her life.

She told me that I was the third one.

She had been fucking with one of her Hindu colleagues in the University.

It was 10 years ago when Al Åbdullah(32 then), was away for 1 year on his academic tour to Egypt.

“Actually, Muħammad is that Hindu’s son from my Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān womb.” Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) laughed, “Al Åbdullah lacks Y chromosomes as most of the Muslim men do.”

I laughed fucking her again,

“What happens if Al Åbdullah uncle comes to know about this and even Muħammad comes to know about this?”

She was bit relaxed towards this.

She told me that,

“While fucking with Åbdullah, we used to fantasize about fucking with other couples. And I assure you that Åbdullah would be more than happy, if he comes to know that his son’s Hindu friend had taken care of his Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān wife well. And about Muħammad, when I am fucked by his Hindu friend, there is no harm to be fucked by my own son too. He is a Muslim after all.”

“Incest?” I looked into her beautiful Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān eyes, still riding and fucking her wildly.

Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) laughed,

“Of course! Why not? What’s wrong with it? It’s only a social taboo. Nothing else. When you, a Hindu, can fuck me, why not my own son? After all he is a Muslim, at least.”

I squeezed her softest Meccan Saůūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks ,

“Do you need it now?”

“Yes. We all need it to strengthen our family love bonds.” Dr. Al Saiyadā Al Āmnah(48) looked directly into my eyes, “Muħammad is serving me very much. He cleans even my Makkan Saåūdī Årab Musalmān shithole with his tongue, after I shit. He cleaned your own shithole too, because he wanted to please us both. He deserves a reward now.”

Chapter 3

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More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

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2. The obsession

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