1: Of my Musalmān friends
Durgesh Jalīs Sheikħ
Durgesh Ħamīdah Sheikħ
There in the middle of the bed, I was enthusiastically humping Jalīs Sheikħ.
All Raħmān Sheikħ could see was my back and ass, as I furiously pumped my Uncut Hindu Cock into Raħmān Sheikħ’s extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān wife, Jalīs Sheikħ, underneath me.
Allah, how he loved to watch his ever dominant wife, Jalīs Sheikħ, getting fucked by me.
They said Raħmān Sheikħ was a pervert.
His own grandfather also enjoyed it very much.
Why otherwise he had built all these systems in his mansion?
Although Raħmān Sheikħ couldn’t see Jalīs Sheikħ’s face, she appeared to be enjoying the fucking she was getting as she was digging her heels into my bouncing ass to urge me on.
Raħmān Sheikħ assumed that it was Durgesh fucking his wife, Jalīs Sheikħ as he watched the fornicating pair.
I was sixty three years old, but it didn’t seem to be slowing me down as I rocked my ass back and forth, hammering my Uncut Hindu Cock into my willing partner, Raħmān Sheikħ’s extremely beautiful wife, Jalīs Sheikħ.
My body blocked Raħmān Sheikħ ‘s view of my partner so that all Raħmān Sheikħ could see was her flailing arms and long, lovely legs wrapped around me, pulling me down into her.
As Raħmān Sheikħ watched the rutting pair, Raħmān Sheikħ could hear me grunting with effort as Jalīs Sheikħ groaned out her pleasure.
It was difficult to see from my position, but Raħmān Sheikħ caught an occasional shot of My thick, hard Uncut Hindu Prick as it slid in and out of Jalīs Sheikħ’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
The Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy was obviously well-lubricated as My Uncut Hindu Cock was glistening wetly in the dim light.
Then suddenly Raħmān Sheikħ caught a hint of movement out of the corner of his eye.
Quickly glancing over from where the movement had come, he saw the bedroom door slowly open until there was a crack about an inch wide between the door and the sill.
Turning his attention to the door for a moment, Raħmān Sheikħ could vaguely see the outline of someone standing in the darkened hall peeking through the crack.
It was too dark for Raħmān Sheikħ to make anything out of the dark image, so he decided to investigate it closer.
Getting up quietly, he sneaked down the corridor until he could see down into the hallway that led to my bedroom.
As Raħmān Sheikħ peered down, he saw that it was Ħamīdah Sheikħ, Raħmān Sheikħ’s own daughter, who had joined Raħmān Sheikħ in sneaking a look at the copulating duo.
So, his daughter also knew her Ammī, Jalīs Sheikħ, enjoyed sex with Durgesh?
Raħmān Sheikħ couldn’t believe his own eyes.
But he couldn’t deny as well what he himself was witnessing.
Standing alone in the hallway, Ħamīdah Sheikħ had her eye glued to the crack intently peering into my bedroom.
She was only wearing a pair of cotton panties and her big, jutting breasts were bare.
As she watched her Ammī, Jalīs Sheikħ, fucking me, she took the big, firm mountains of flesh—already large enough to drive some women to jealousy—in her hands, squeezing and rubbing them roughly.
Ħamīdah Sheikħ was the typical estate female.
As Raħmān Sheikħ had toured the houses, he found that by some strange coincidence, they almost all had mountainous breasts.
Raħmān Sheikħ would guess that she was around eighteen or nineteen years old with more than ample measurements.
She was well on her way to becoming a ravishing Musalmān beauty and was already blossoming out unbelievably for her age.
Watching the fucking pair, her hand were squeezing and mashing her breasts roughly as she ran the other hand down into her panties.
He watched on with lustful fascination as he saw the front of her panties balloon out as her hand eased down between her legs.
Allah, his own daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ, was also enjoying very much that Durgesh was fucking her own Ammī.
But how could Raħmān Sheikħ blame his daughter?
The way Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s hand was moving inside her panties, it was obvious that she was growing more and more excited with each passing moment.
Wondering if Durgesh and Jalīs Sheikħ had assumed a more exotic position, Raħmān Sheikħ quickly slipped back down and looked down at us.
As he did, he saw that I had pulled my dripping Uncut Hindu Cock out of Raħmān Sheikħ’s wife; Jalīs Sheikħ’s sopping Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy and had crawled up until my Uncut Hindu Cock was waving just above her face.
As the great purple Uncut Hindu Prick-head neared, she opened her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth and lovingly sucked the big Uncut Hindu Cock-head inside.
Her pouty, red lips slowly crept up the thick, hard shaft of my Uncut Hindu Cock as she sucked more and more of my Uncut Hindu Cock into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
Reaching down, I took Raħmān Sheikħ’s wife, Jalīs Sheikħ’s head in my hands and slowly began to fuck her Musalmān face.
I held her head imprisoned between my hands, holding it tightly as I slowly began to slide my Uncut Hindu Dick in and out of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
As I eased my Uncut Hindu Cock into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth, she let me slide the entire seven inches of my Uncut Hindu Cock into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth and throat.
I held my Uncut Hindu Cock thrust down her throat for a few moments and then slowly withdrew it and began to fuck her mouth with short, jabbing Hindu thrusts.
Raħmān Sheikħ could tell that I wasn’t going to last much longer now by the way I was snorting and carrying on.
Helping me along, Jalīs Sheikħ had grabbed the cheeks of my ass and pulled me all the way inside her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth until my hairy belly thudded into her face.
Quickly pushing me back, she let my Uncut Hindu Dick slide almost all the way out before she jerked me back into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth taking me all the way to the hilt again.
In and out, in and out, she pushed and pulled on me until at last, Raħmān Sheikħ heard an agonizing grunt as I thrust my hips forward fiercely, impaling Jalīs Sheikħ on my Uncut Hindu Cock.
Raħmān Sheikħ’s wife, Jalīs Sheikħ, eagerly took all of me, her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth wide open and pressed against the hairy base of my Uncut Hindu Cock.
I groaned and grunted for several moments, still holding Raħmān Sheikħ’s wife, Jalīs Sheikħ’s mouth plastered down on my Hindu groin.
At last, I began to pull my Uncut Hindu Cock back out of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth, wincing as the tender Uncut Hindu Cock-head slowly came popping out of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī extremely beautiful Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā, Jalīs Sheikħ,” I sighed, falling down beside Raħmān Sheikħ’s wife, Jalīs Sheikħ. “You give the best head in the world.”
Raħmān Sheikħ retorted.
“Glad you enjoy it,” Raħmān Sheikħ’s wife, Jalīs Sheikħ, grinned, sitting up and lifting her arms above her head to show off her big tits. “You remember that, and besides that have to last you until this weekend.”
“That’s right,” I groaned, “you’re leaving for Boston tomorrow. I had forgotten about that. What am I going to do without you?”
“You can use your other Musalmān Beauties. They are infinite. Aren’t they?” Jalīs Sheikħ grinned, swinging her legs off the bed, “and I had better not hear of you out cruising the neighborhood while I’m gone, you horny old goat.”
“I can’t promise, you know.” I laughed, watching Raħmān Sheikħ’s wife, Jalīs Sheikħ’s lovely gorgeous Musalmān ass jiggling sexily as she walked into the bathroom. “What time do you leave?”
“Around noon, but I should be back by Saturday night.”
“Do you want me to run you out to the airport?”
“Naw, I’ll take my car and park out there, the company’s paying for it anyway.”
“I’ll miss you,” I said gravely.
“I’ll miss you, too,” she echoed from the bathroom.
Seeing that the show was over, Raħmān Sheikħ crept back down to the hall to find that Ħamīdah Sheikħ had disappeared.
Sneaking on down the corridor peering into rooms, he finally found her lying on her bed with her legs spread apart and her hand busily working on her clitoris.
Raħmān Sheikħ could hear her mewing quietly as her finger rapidly flicked herself toward an orgasm.
Her finger was a blur as she rubbed herself mercilessly.
Her little whimpering sounds were growing louder and more impatient until, suddenly, her body stiffened and she began moaning loudly.
It was obvious that she had tripped herself off into an orgasm, but it ended as quickly as it had begun.
“Damn, I need Durgesh himself,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ cried out softly in frustration. “Maybe tomorrow night I’ll remedy that.”
With that, she flounced over in the bed and pulled the covers up over her body.
Realizing that the second show was over too, Raħmān Sheikħ slipped back down the ladder and back to his house.
It was around eight o’clock.
I sat in the hot tub sipping on a glass of juice.
I had already drunk half the bottle as I relaxed in the hot, bubbling water.
Wishing that Jalīs Sheikħ was with me, I ran my hand down inside my bathing trunks and held my big, thick Uncut Hindu Cock.
That was sure some good head she had given me last night, I thought.
She seemed to love to suck on my Uncut Hindu Cock and I loved for her to do it.
Then as I lay there reminiscing, Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ, stepped to the top of the stairs.
Unknown to me, Ħamīdah Sheikħ stood watching me for several seconds before she started down the stairs.
She was wearing a tiny string suit that left very little to the imagination as she sauntered down the stairs with her big jugs bouncing wildly.
They were jouncing about so much, it looked like they would flop out of the inadequate bikini top at any second.
While the bikini top did cover the areolas and the nipples of her proud breasts, it failed miserably in the back where the cheeks of her delectable Panjvaqtah Namāzī gorgeous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān ass were completely bare.
Smiling to herself, Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter , Ħamīdah Sheikħ, strolled across the room toward the hot tub, swinging her hips back and forth enticingly.
Fingering the straps of her string suit, she knew that all the skinny straps converged in one clasp in the middle of her back and with one yank on the clasp, the whole suit would drop away leaving her as naked as a jaybird.
“HI! Can I join you?” she asked loudly, halfway across the room.
“What…uh…what did…” I was all alert suddenly, as I was startled out of my meditation.
“I asked if I could join you,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ laughed, walking across the room swishing her gorgeous extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks from side to side provocatively.
“Oh…sure…climb on in,” I smiled as I was unable to keep my eyes from sweeping over her exposed Musalmān flesh.
“Like my suit?” she asked me, dipping a toe into the water.
“I hope you didn’t pay too much for it,” I smiled slightly, “because if you did, you sure got taken. There isn’t a whole lot to it.”
“I wouldn’t want to deprive all you men of a good look,” she returned my grin, stepping over to the bar and getting a glass. “You don’t mind if I share some of your juice, do you?”
“Help yourself,” I told her, picking up the bottle and pulling out the cork.
“Thanks,” she said, slipping down into the frothing water and sitting down across from me.
Trying to conceal my caution of being alone with Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ, in such a state of near nudity, I refilled my own glass before passing the bottle to her.
Smiling at me again, Ħamīdah Sheikħ took the bottle and quickly filled her glass to the brim.
Setting the bottle down, she looked at me over the rim of the glass as she took a sip of it.
“Boy, that’s some good juice,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ remarked.
Several tension-filled, awkward moments passed before Ħamīdah Sheikħ finally spoke again.
“How long have you been in?”
“Only about ten minutes,” I told her, taking another sip of juice.
“This water feels so good,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ sighed, leaning back and letting her big tits float on the surface of the bubbling water.
The conical mounds broke the surface of the water and poked out of the water proudly with her big rubbery nipples jutting up against the thin material.
I tried not to stare at Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s ripening charms floating before me as I sat across from her.
“You sure…uh…fill out your…uh…suit…what little there is of it,” I remarked, taking another gulp of my juice.
“Why thank you,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ grinned, thrusting her breasts up out of the water even farther. “I think my breasts are filling out quite nicely, don’t you?”
“Uh…what?” I smiled. “What did you say!”
“I said I thought my breasts were filling out quite nicely,” she smiled at me brazenly. “Don’t you agree?”
“Uh…I…I suppose,” I muttered, glancing down at them again. “But it’s hardly the thing a father and daughter should be discussing. Especially when they’re…uh…we’re…uh…all alone…uh…like…uh…like this.”
“Why not…you started it? Moreover you can’t be my father only because you enjoy sex with my Ammī, Jalīs Sheikħ. My Abbū is Raħmān Sheikħ, not you, never. Please don’t try to act what you are not, neither ever can be.” Ħamīdah Sheikħ smarted back at me. “Don’t you think my breasts are pretty?”
“Well…uh…well…uh…you know…uh…I do,” I smiled, my face was grave now and wet with sweat from the hot water I was in and getting into, “but…uh…well…uh…you know that I am not supposed to think that…that…way…uh…you know what I mean….”
“I like it when I see you looking at me,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ grinned wickedly. “It makes me feel proud that you find me too attractive as well as my Ammī.”
“Thank you, again,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ smiled at me.
Tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife as we sat across from each other grinning inanely at each other, sipping our juice.
Then I realized that my glass was empty.
Reaching over to the bottle, I started to refill my glass.
“Whoops,” I said when I saw that nothing was coming out of the bottle, “it looks we’re out of juice.”
“Why don’t you open another bottle?” Ħamīdah Sheikħ grinned coyly.
“Are you trying to get me fit?” I laughed.
“Could be,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ giggled, her tits bobbing up and down merrily.
“It’s a good thing your Ammī isn’t here or she would be chewing both of us out for drinking so much,” I said. “And she’d have a coronary if she saw what you were wearing. But we don’t have to worry about that until Saturday.”
“I know,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ said knowingly.
When I stood up it was unmistakably evident that Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s display of bare flesh was having the desired affect upon me.
Glancing down at myself as I started to step out of the hot tub, I saw that my wet trunks were clinging to me outlining my Uncut Hindu Cock that had grown big, thick, and ripe.
Looking over at Ħamīdah Sheikħ, I saw that she was openly staring at my swollen Hindu manhood, and with obvious interest.
What was she up to, I wondered, dropping my hand down to hide my erection from her?
We shouldn’t be doing this, I told myself as I trudged over to the bar leaving a trail of water behind me.
Looking through several bottles of juice, I finally selected another bottle of white juice.
Watching me open the juice, Ħamīdah Sheikħ smiled to herself.
I had a roaring hard-on and she was the cause of it.
Just knowing that she had made me hard sent an additional glow of heat coursing through her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy, making her nipples swell up even larger and harder.
Grinning devilishly, she eased her hands up to the flimsy top of her bikini and slipped it off her tits, baring her big, puffy, pink nipples.
Smiling innocently, she watched as I turned and started back toward the hot tub with the new bottle of juice in my hand.
“WHAT ARE YOU…UH…OH…MY GOODNESS…UH…WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” I asked, stopping at the edge of the tub and staring down at her, not able to keep my eyes off the bare breasts.
“What do you mean?” she innocently smiled up at me, thrusting her breasts out at me.
“Are you trying to give me a heart attack? You know you shouldn’t be doing that in front of me. Cover yourself back up before we get in trouble,” I grunted.
“There’s no one here to get in trouble with…besides you said that I filled out my suit,” she smiled up at me, “so I wanted for you to see how pretty they were. Don’t you think that they are pretty?”
“Eīshān, ĦAMĪDAH SHEIKĦ,” I groaned, “You shouldn’t be doing this.”
“What do you mean?” she asked innocently.
“You know what I mean,” I growled back at her, slipping back into the tub to hide my aching Uncut Hindu Cock that was so hard it was threatening to explode at any second.
“I think that you really like them,” she said teasingly, “because when I saw your Hindu thing, it looked like you were enjoying the view very much.”
“ĦAMĪDAH SHEIKĦ!” I admonished her.
“WHAT IN THE NAME OF…” I blurted out as her toes caressed my Hindu manhood, sending jolts of electricity racing up and down my spine. “Are you crazy? What…what are you doing…uh…young lady?”
Finally, I made an attempt to brush her foot away from my throbbing Uncut Hindu Cock.
“What’s wrong, don’t you like it? They call you Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! “Ħamīdah Sheikħ giggled, bringing her other foot up and trapping my big, hard Uncut Hindu Cock between them. ”It sure feels like you do.”
“You’re going too far…” I said curtly, my breath coming in ragged gasps. “You’d better stop…stop right now before I do something we’ll regret…”
“Stop what?” she smirked, flagrantly squeezing my bloated Uncut Hindu Prick between her feet.
“YOU KNOW WHAT!” I groaned, sweat flowing down my face from the heat of the tub and the heat Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ, was creating inside me.
“You mean you want me to stop this,” she gushed, letting her feet drop to the bottom of the tub.
“Well…okay…but then…then how about this?” she grunted, quickly splashing over to me and grabbing hold of my Uncut Hindu Penis through my trunks.
“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā,OH…MY…GOD…NO…PLEASE STOP BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE,” I blurted out, using every bit of my willpower to keep from grabbing hold of her.
With one last vestige of willpower, I grabbed her wrists and tugged her hands away from my throbbing Hindu hardness.
“Okay…if you won’t let me hold it…” she pouted, moving away from me and slowly stepping up onto the seat of the hot tub.
Standing on the seat, she turned around to face me.
Thank Eīshān, I groaned to myself.
I didn’t know how much more of that I could have withstood.
But now what, I wondered as her eyes found mine?
I watched on with fearful anticipation as she slowly reached around behind her back.
With one little flick of her fingers, she unsnapped the hasp.
I couldn’t stop myself.
Unable to believe what I was seeing, I glanced down incredulously as her tiny little string suit floated on top of the water.
Naked as the day she had come from Jalīs Sheikħ’s womb, Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ, stood before me.
Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ.
As if reading my mind, she slowly turned, giving a view of her beautiful backside.
My heart was beating at such a thunderous rate, I felt like it would explode any second.
Finally, years later it seemed to me, she lazily stepped up out of the tub, intentionally spreading her legs just enough to give me a brief glance at the delicate furrow of pink Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān flesh between her legs before she turned around to face me again.
I watched on in alerted caution as Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ, eased down onto the edge of the tub directly across from me.
Smiling lecherously at me, she stretched her arms back behind her and leaned back, spreading her long, shapely legs apart as she did.
I tried to swallow, but my mouth was as dry as the sahara while I stared down at the thin, pink furrow between Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s legs slowly open to reveal the wet moistness of her soft pink Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
Staring at the wondrous treasure nestled in the furry mound of hair; I thought my head was going to explode.
Seeing the caution on my face, Ħamīdah Sheikħ grinned at me and hooked her heels on the edge of the tub.
Grinning wickedly, she spread her legs apart even farther as the white softness of her inner smooth Musalmān thighs framed the weeping gash of her young adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān vagina.
Like a beautiful, dew-drenched rose, it slowly unfurled, gaping open wider and wider.
“OH, Ħamīdah Sheikħ, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”
“Would you like to have some of this?” Ħamīdah Sheikħ whimpered, running her finger down the wet, slippery slit.
The water sloshed out of the tub in waves as I scrambled to shuck my bathing trunks off.
Finally, with a grunt, I stepped out of the trunks, leaving them floating by her suit.
Then another giant surge of water splashed out of the tub as I splashed over to Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ.
Throwing caution to the wind, I stepped up on the seat and stood before her with my thick, wicked Uncut Hindu Cock sticking straight out, pointing directly at her weeping Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
“Sālī, IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT?” I groaned, using every ounce of my willpower to stop myself from plunging it down into the waiting pit.
“Yesssssss,” she hissed, reaching out for me.
“ARE YOU SURE, DAMN IT?” I grunted. “Because when it’s done…it can’t be undone…”
“Yes, I want it. I want you,” she breathed out in a raspy voice.
My head was swirling with depraved excitement.
Panting like a dog in heat, I grabbed Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter , Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s lovely legs and roughly pulled her toward me.
Ħamīdah Sheikħ felt her butt skid over the slippery tub as her gorgeous extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks slid toward me.
Abruptly, my big, round Uncut Hindu Cock-head thudded into the soft, fleshy lips of her young adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān vagina.
Stopped by the constriction of her youthful Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt, my Uncut Hindu Cock-head wedged itself inside the tight, contracting opening of her Musalmān Beauty.
Ħamīdah Sheikħ now felt a tingle of fright as she looked into my lust-glazed Hindu eyes and felt my gigantic Uncut Hindu Cock-head forcing its way inside her tight Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān slit.
Unable to control the animal urges I was feeling, I grunted with effort and thrust my hips forward harder as I pulled Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s tight, hot Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt down onto my throbbing Uncut Hindu Cock.
Pulling on her and straining to force my Uncut Hindu Cock into the hot, meaty core of her slippery Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt, I felt it suddenly penetrate the juice-slickened opening.
Both of us were shocked as my great, swollen Uncut Hindu Penis ripped into her overheated Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy all at once.
Sliding into the slippery mush of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt, my Uncut Hindu Cock sliced into her all the way up to hairy hilt, as my Hindu groin slapped up against hers.
“AEEEIIIIIIHHHHHHHH,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ yelped, as the big, thick Uncut Hindu Prick dug into her. “IT’S SO BIG!”
Hearing the pain in her voice, I stopped.
The screaming hunger to possess her was eating me alive.
I had to have her, take her for me, totally and completely.
It was all I could do to keep from raping her as I fought to control the passion boiling inside me.
The desire to possess her was almost overpowering, but somehow I held back.
Holding my Uncut Hindu Cock motionless, completely buried inside the seething core of her Musalmān Beauty, I slowly reached up to her mountainous breasts and took one in each hand.
Gently squeezing and pulling on the giant pillows of flesh, I bent forward and pinched one of the big, pink nipples.
I wanted to fuck her more than I had ever wanted anything in my life, but I waited impatiently, toying with her nipple.
She had wanted me badly, but the suddenness of the penetration had shocked her, leaving her unprepared for the size of my impressive Uncut Hindu Prick.
The suddenness of the attack had spread her apart too quickly, causing a sharp, hot pain inside her young adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān vagina.
At first, she thought I had torn something loose inside her, but the longer I held my big Uncut Hindu Cock inside her, the less pain she felt.
And now my tongue was creating little currents of electricity in her breasts that flowed into her brain, replacing the pain in her young adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān vagina until at last, the pain stopped altogether.
As quickly as the pain had come, now it was replaced by a gentle, pleasurable feeling of fullness and warmth.
“It’s all better now, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! ,” Ħamīdah Sheikħ crooned, as she felt her need for me come alive again. “Fuck me now. Fuck me and fill me up with your Hindu cum, please.”
The words sounded so wicked and depraved coming from Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s mouth that it sent another scalding splash of excitement tearing through my brain.
Now I was free to ravage her, I thought, drawing my hips back and dragging my Uncut Hindu Cock back down the drenched depths of Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s tight, clinging Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
Without waiting, I sent my hips ripping forward, brutally impaling her with my steel-hard Uncut Hindu Prick.
“Allah, yā Allah! OH, MY GOD, YESSSSSS!” Ħamīdah Sheikħ screeched with pleasure, as my Uncut Hindu Cock invaded her dripping Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt once again.
Hearing her approval, I began fucking her in earnest.
In no time my hips were rocketing back and forth like a runaway steam engine as I fucked her mercilessly.
Water was splashing everywhere as my hips flew back and forth driving my Uncut Hindu Cock in and out of her with such speed that she had difficulty breathing.
I knew that the savagery of my attack couldn’t last long.
The passion of the moment was overwhelming me and turning me into a crazed, wild Hindu man.
Then, after only a few seconds, I felt Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt constrict down around my monstrous Uncut Hindu Cock.
“OHFUCK!” she gasped, as she began to jerk and writhe underneath me. “I’MCOMMINGGG! Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!…I’m commmminngggg.”
Wallowing in primal gratification, I shoved my Uncut Hindu Cock into her as deep as it would go.
Holding my Uncut Hindu Cock inside the hot, clutching cavern of Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s young adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān vagina, I let it go.
Immediately, it spewed out a giant gusher of my thick, creamy seed-laden Hindu milk into her.
Then like flood waters pouring through a broken dike, my thick, rich Hindu semen gushed out deep inside Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s hungry Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
“Yesss, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!,” she hissed, as she felt the first torrent of my white-hot Hindu sap burst out into the waiting Musalmān chamber of her young adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān vagina.
There was no stopping it now as I defiled Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter , Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s sacred chalice.
My giant Uncut Hindu Penis spurted and spurted and spurted, filling Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter , Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s sucking Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy to overflowing within seconds.
But still it came pouring out of my Uncut Hindu Cock…a pearly stream of thick, potent Hindu cream.
There was so much of the goo, it began to ooze out around my thick Uncut Hindu Cock and drip down into the swirling water.
Grunting and gasping for breath, I held Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ, captive as I emptied myself into her hungry Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
Like a Roman candle, my Uncut Hindu Cock fired again and again until it seemed like it would never stop.
Groaning and crying with pleasure, Ħamīdah Sheikħ groveled below me as I possessed her.
Then I suddenly began to fuck her again with deep, jarring Hindu strokes as my Uncut Hindu Cock continued to spurt out its toxic load of cum into her Panjvaqtah Namāzī young adult Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Cunt.
Her big, gravity-flattened tits slashed back and forth wildly, as I hammered my Uncut Hindu Lund into her over and over again.
Finally, when she thought it would never end, my hips stopped rocking back and forth as I shoved my Uncut Hindu Cock inside her one last time.
The force of the last thrust was just enough to dislodge her feet.
They slipped off the edge and splashed into the water sending me reeling backwards, jerking my Uncut Hindu Cock out of her as I went.
Loosing my balance, I unceremoniously splashed down into the tub.
“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā, OH MY GOD,” I groaned. “I’m sorry.”
Lying on the edge of the tub, her legs draped over the edge of the tub with the water lapping almost up to her knees, Ħamīdah Sheikħ didn’t answer me at first.
“Can you ever forgive me, my darling?” I muttered, my face was immensely grave now.
I was trying to control myself as I stared across the tub at Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ.
But even in this, the darkest hour, I couldn’t keep my eyes off the gaping wound between her legs.
Staring at the delicate folds of Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān flesh guarding her defiled Musalmān Beauty, I watched in gravity, as a stream of my thick, creamy Hindu semen oozed out of her and dripped down into the water.
“Please forgive me,” I said again gravely , wishing she would say something.
“Only if you’ll make love to me again,” she smiled at me, lifting herself up to her elbows.
I couldn’t believe my ears.
Looking up from her secret love-nest, my eyes traveled over her beautiful, heavy breasts to her smiling face.
A rush of joy filled my heart as I saw her eyes sparkling with love for me.
She didn’t hate me.
My head was spinning as I gawked at her.
I couldn’t believe it.
I had just defiled her in the most despicable manner possible, even if accidentally.
Used her in the most disgusting way a man could…and yet, she didn’t hate me.
But suddenly, as I sat there staring into her love-filled eyes, I felt another flush of pride.
Doing it to her once, in the heat of passion had been atrocious, but now…now how could I visit the sin upon her again?
The wish to redeem myself by honoring her sanctity was short-lived as I felt the stirring of desire tickle through my still-bloated Hindu manhood.
Waiting for me to answer her, Ħamīdah Sheikħ slowly sat up.
Knowing she had me wrapped around her little finger, she watched my eyes dart down to her big, heavy breasts as they wiggled and shook.
“We shouldn’t,” I groaned, feeling another stab of caution. “Doing it once was terrible enough.”
“Didn’t you like it?” she asked me innocently, twirling her toe in the water.
“Eīshān, Oh, God,” I grunted, “that’s not the point. What we did was so wrong. We committed a dreadful sin…”
“Well,” she smiled, slowly easing down into the water, “if we’ve already committed the sin, doing it again couldn’t make it any worse…could it?”
Wading over to me, Ħamīdah Sheikħ brushed up against me.
I could feel the warmth of Raħmān Sheikħ’s daughter, Ħamīdah Sheikħ’s soft, smooth skin against mine as she reached down into the water to my rapidly-hardening Hindu manhood.
“Don’t you want me?” she pouted, sticking out her swollen lower lip and running her tongue over it. “I want you.”
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