Ved Nagar: 45

Kħātūn-e-Jannat

Volume 2

Ved Nagar

Durgesh

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Chapter 45

Durgesh Amīnah Zahīr
Durgesh
Sāliħah Ayyūb

Amīnah Zahīr knew it was weird, but Amīnah Zahīr didn’t think of me ever as her Dad.
Moreover, I wasn’t her Dad actually too.
Only her Ammī, Sāliħah Ayyūb, dreamt of me.
Everyone suspected Sāliħah Ayyūb was my secret Musalmān wife.
Muħammad Zahīr could never satisfy Sāliħah Ayyūb.

Amīnah Zahīr thought of me as one very sexy man and wondered what I thought of her.
She hadn’t seen me but five or six times over the last ten years.
Now at the age of Just Eighteen Just Adult, Amīnah Zahīr was very impressionable and I was making a very ‘big’ impression on her.
Amīnah Zahīr watched me lifting the heavy barbells and I must have had a hundred pounds on each one of them, but I lifted them with little effort at all.
“I was thinking about going out to dinner tonight, are you up for it?” Amīnah Zahīr asked as she looked up and down my tall, muscular Hindu male body, thinking of how easily I could hold her down and fuck her brains out.
Amīnah Zahīr knew I had a massive Uncut Hindu Cock and guessed it to be right around ten-inches long.
Back when Amīnah Zahīr was around ten, Amīnah Zahīr walked in on her Kħālājān, Nādirah Ayyūb and me screwing each other like wild animals.
The visions of my long, hard Uncut Hindu Cock had remained in her mind all of those years.
Now with us living together, Amīnah Zahīr caught nice glimpse of me naked and it was getting to her.
I looked to Sāliħah Ayyūb’s sexy Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān daughter and fought to keep My Uncut Hindu Cock under control, but it was becoming an impossible thing to do.
“What do you have in mind?” I asked trying not to look at her gorgeous Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān body, but that was a difficult task and getting ‘harder’ with each passing day.
Amīnah Zahīr was five-foot-ten, black hair and a body that could make a dead man hard.
Amīnah Zahīr’s eyes were dark, almond shaped and they had a Mysterious gypsy look.
Her hair was cut short and it looked kind of shaggy around the sides, giving her a wild and sexy look.
Her breasts were a large, C cup and they were the kind that looked like two, big water balloons, nailed to a wall and sloshing around.
Her waist was thin and it was toned from hours in the gym.
Amīnah Zahīr’s hips were big, I guessed them to be a size ten and I looked at them every time she exhibited them to me seductively entirely unashamed of her, moreover quite proudly instead.
Her legs were long and also very, very toned.
With all of Amīnah Zahīr’s time in the sun, they were tan.
“I was thinking of dinner and I think it’s time we got to know each again.” Amīnah Zahīr said as she looked at my thick, hairy chest and all of my muscles.
“What do mean by that?” I asked and walked over to next to her, enjoying her tiny white, string bikini.
“We don’t know anything about each other, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! After Kħālājān, Nādirah Ayyūb, married and you went back to the Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad of Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan, I went to live with my grandmother and we drifted apart.” Amīnah Zahīr said with a low voice, thinking of me being forced to have sex with the Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad of Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and all of the things I must have done, but she didn’t know anything about it or me.
“I’d like to get to know My very sexy Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!again,” Amīnah Zahīr whispered and ran her hand up My Hindu back.
I knew Amīnah Zahīr was right and we did need to bond again.
Before Amīnah Zahīr was eighteen, Amīnah Zahīr and I were always together and doing something fun.
“Sure, I’d like that very much,” I smiled to her, enjoying her soft touch and tried not to look at Amīnah Zahīr’s sloshing Musalmān breasts under her small bikini top.
Nevertheless, my eyes could not stay off them and I hoped Amīnah Zahīr wouldn’t notice.
Even if she noticed, it would please her more, I knew very well.
I wasn’t idiot enough not to understand her nonstop constant efforts to seduce me, and her body language too, proving boldly my every doubt.
Amīnah Zahīr could see my dark, bedroom eyes on her and Amīnah Zahīr loved it.
She didn’t care if I looked at her, but it was taking its toll on her and Amīnah Zahīr was horny day and night.
“Where would you like to go?” Amīnah Zahīr asked as Amīnah Zahīr slid her arm around me and hugged, enjoying my Hindu muscles and my manly vigor being radiated on her nonstop.
“How about if we stay home and they cook a nice dinner for us?” I asked and hoped Amīnah Zahīr would like that.
I liked keeping Amīnah Zahīr to myself and I hated seeing other men looking at her or anything.
Amīnah Zahīr thought for a few seconds and figured it would be a great idea.
Amīnah Zahīr had a new and very short skirt Amīnah Zahīr was dying to wear, but not in public.
This would be the perfect opportunity to wear it and see if Durgesh darling, her Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of Musalmān Beauties! had any reaction to it.
“On one condition.” Amīnah Zahīr said as Amīnah Zahīr turned to face me and like always, I was looking at her big tits she was displaying deliberately to me.
It turned her on.
“Just name it, sweet-heart.” I said as I put my arm around her and hugged.
“We are going to play a game of question and answer. Anything goes and…We have to answer, no matter what.” Amīnah Zahīr said with a firm voice.
Amīnah Zahīr saw a shocked look filled my extremely handsome Hindu male face.
I thought.
I wasn’t sure if this was a good idea or not.
“I don’t know…that could bad honey.”
“Oh come on, let’s do it, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I think it’ll be fun and if we play by my rules, by night’s end, we know each other in and out!” Amīnah Zahīr laughed and wondered what her Durgesh darling, her Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of Musalmān Beauties would think of her questions for me.
“Yeah I know and that’s the problem.” I said and reached for a towel lying next to Amīnah Zahīr.
However, Amīnah Zahīr took it and started patting it all over my face and thick chest.
“I could use to living with you, but you’re going to spoil me,” I smiled and I felt My Uncut Hindu Cock slowly filling with blood.
It wasn’t right.
Amīnah Zahīr was Sāliħah Ayyūb’s daughter.
I shouldn’t get hard for her, but her beautiful constantly inviting, seductive, aggressive, Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body was driving me crazy.
I was constantly hard.
“Good, cuz…I like spoiling you and maybe after tonight, we’ll be even uh…closer.” Amīnah Zahīr whispered as Amīnah Zahīr slowly toweled my lower stomach and Amīnah Zahīr could see my Hindu erection under my shorts.
I was a little stunned by what Amīnah Zahīr said, but My Uncut Hindu Cock loved the idea and it jumped with joy.
“I hope so, because we lost a lot of wonderful time together and now, you’re a beautiful, young Musalmān lady. I don’t want to let you out of my sight!” I said.
I couldn’t deny I had an urge to kiss Amīnah Zahīr, but I thought better of it and was content with looking at her breasts swaying back and forth.
Amīnah Zahīr sat up on her feet and moved against my side, loving my eyes on her breasts.
Amīnah Zahīr had a nice surprise for me tonight.
“We may have lost my childhood, but Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I’m a grown woman now and uh…” Amīnah Zahīr paused to wipe my forehead, pressed her breasts against me and Amīnah Zahīr went on. “And…uh if you…um wanted,” Amīnah Zahīr stuttered with her soft voice.
Amīnah Zahīr was dying to kiss me.
I bit my lip and leaned away from Amīnah Zahīr.
“If I wanted…what?” I said as I ran my big hand over Amīnah Zahīr’s hair, petting her as if Amīnah Zahīr was a cat in heat.
Amīnah Zahīr leaned against my hand and Amīnah Zahīr hoped I was getting her vibes.
Amīnah Zahīr wanted me and didn’t care if I was her Kħālājān, Nādirah Ayyūb’s lover or not.
“You can…uh…pretend I’m you’re um…date, if you wanted to.” Amīnah Zahīr whispered, as Amīnah Zahīr chewed her lower lip and hoped that her face wasn’t that red.
I laughed and now I was sure.
Amīnah Zahīr was coming on to me and Amīnah Zahīr was turning me on.
“Well, I haven’t been out with so extremely beautiful a woman here in a long; long time…you may not be safe!” I laughed and gave her a good hug.
“Mmmm, that would be as nasty as fuck, wouldn’t it!” Amīnah Zahīr laughed, showed all of her teeth and Amīnah Zahīr’s face turned bright red.
“Girl, I should bend you over my knee and spank your ass!” I laughed with Amīnah Zahīr and I gave her a playful nudge with my elbow. “But, if you’re that nasty…I’m sure you’d love your big Musalmān ass spanked too!” I laughed.
Amīnah Zahīr pushed me back.
Amīnah Zahīr loved me pushing her and if I went along with her plan, Amīnah Zahīr hoped and prayed that later, she’d be under her Durgesh darling, her Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of Musalmān Beauties!
“Shoot Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! any ‘prudent’ Musalmān girl in her right mind…would bend right over for you!” Amīnah Zahīr smiled and caressed over my lower stomach again, but this time, the towel was gone and my bare flesh, felt like Amīnah Zahīr was touching red-hot steel.
“What in the hell did they teach you in college, girl?” I asked with a laugh.
I loved her fingers caressing my body, but my Uncut Hindu Cock was starting to get very hard and I knew that I needed to get away from Amīnah Zahīr.
Amīnah Zahīr smiled and moved closer, until her front was pressed completely against my side and Amīnah Zahīr felt my left hand cover her right Musalmān ass-cheek.
“It’s not what I learned in class, but at night…is when I really learned things, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!” Amīnah Zahīr panted in my ear and leaned to kiss my neck, enjoying my manly taste on her pouty Musalmān lips.
“And Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I paid very ‘close’ attention,” Amīnah Zahīr whispered in my ear as both of her loving hands caressed my body.
Her right hand covered my chest and her left one, caressed my strong back.
Amīnah Zahīr could envision me on her, loving her long in the night.
“Yeah, I can see that!” I laughed.
I had to get up.
“I’m going to go along with your ‘date’ game, but…um…no…You know.”
“Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I know. So relax and let’s have some fun, ok?” Amīnah Zahīr laughed, as Amīnah Zahīr stood up, moved into my arms.
My Uncut Hindu Cock was smashed into her lower stomach, just an inch or so from her wet, excited Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
Amīnah Zahīr wanted to scream.
“I’m going to dress up for you and go all out. Is there anything special you’d like me to do or wear for you?” Amīnah Zahīr asked and Amīnah Zahīr could feel the hot, boiling blood racing through my hard, manly Uncut Hindu Cock.
Amīnah Zahīr wanted to drop to her knees.

I thought and I knew this was no good, but My Uncut Hindu Cock took control of My brain and it only thought of Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy, even if Amīnah Zahīr was Sāliħah Ayyūb’s daughter.
“I liked that little outfit you wore last month, when you went to that party.” I said as I slipped my arms around her and my hands found Amīnah Zahīr’s gorgeous, tight Musalmān ass.
“Ahhh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! you liked My ‘school girl’ look huh? I would have never guessed it!” Amīnah Zahīr smiled.
Amīnah Zahīr had some nice things to wear for her Durgesh darling, her Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of Musalmān Beauties.
“I liked that and you looked sexy as hell, but kind of nasty too.” I said as my hands held each of her firm Musalmān ass-cheeks and I gently pushed my hips into hers. “Any normal guy in his right mind would love that!” I laughed, as My Uncut Hindu Cock grew more and I knew Amīnah Zahīr felt every inch of it on her stomach.
She felt My Uncut Hindu Cock and it was a ‘true’ monster.
“I love dressing up and playing around. It’s called roll playing, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! And I’m very, very good at it too.” Amīnah Zahīr smiled.
I was growing harder, for her and Amīnah Zahīr loved it.
“I’m going to go all out for you, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! And you’ll love how real I can make things seem,” Amīnah Zahīr purred in my ear and her hand started around the side of my hip. “So, if you go along with it, be ready for a wonderful night!” Amīnah Zahīr purred again and Amīnah Zahīr slowly moved her hand around my body.
I jumped away from her.
I felt her hand slithering around my body and I pulled from her.
“I’m going to start things and I’ll meet you back here around…seven!” I said with a big grin and I took off to start dinner for us.
“Allah! Oh God, this is so fucking cool and I can’t believe that my Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Wants me to dress like a schoolgirl!” Amīnah Zahīr said.
She couldn’t help but jumping up and down with total joy.
“I’m sorry if you get mad at me Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! but tonight,” Amīnah Zahīr paused to twist both of her hard and very excited nipples. “I’m going fuck you until your ears bleed!” Amīnah Zahīr growled with lust.
Amīnah Zahīr went to prepare herself for me.*

I had dinner going and rushed to clean up for Amīnah Zahīr.
I knew that it was wrong, but Amīnah Zahīr was turning me on and there was nothing I could do about it.
Amīnah Zahīr was a very beautiful young Musalmān woman and it seemed that Amīnah Zahīr had taken after her Ammī.
Amīnah Zahīr was a nympho and I loved it.
Amīnah Zahīr yelled, slamming the front door and Amīnah Zahīr strolled into the kitchen. “Hi Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!” Amīnah Zahīr said as I turned to see her and my big eyes grew wide.
I saw Amīnah Zahīr.
And I quickly knew that this was bad.
She fluffed her hair and Amīnah Zahīr’s makeup was perfect.
My eyes looked at her pretty face and they roamed down to her thin, white blouse.
Amīnah Zahīr had no bra and I could see that her nipples were hard.
They looked bigger than normal.
Her toned stomach was bare and Amīnah Zahīr had one of those belly-button rings in it.
Her small, plaid skirt was short, giving me a great view of Amīnah Zahīr’s long legs and it went up to her stocking covered thighs.
“Wow, my little girl is sure growing up and you’re so pretty!” I smiled and hugged her tight, not caring if Amīnah Zahīr could feel my swollen Uncut Hindu Cock or not.
I even flexed it against her.
“Thank you, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!” Amīnah Zahīr whispered as Amīnah Zahīr stayed against me, enjoying my erect Uncut Hindu Cock resting on her stomach again.
It made her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy tingle.
“Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I got a bad grade on My report card. Please don’t be mad at me,” Amīnah Zahīr whispered as her fingers caressed through my thick, black hair and Amīnah Zahīr felt me flex again.
I had to smile.
Amīnah Zahīr was very good at this.
“What class?” I asked as I looked to her pretty face and I pretended to be mad at her.
“Don’t be mad at me, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! It is my sex education class. I don’t understand some of the things my teacher said and I was too embarrassed to ask for help. Everyone would have laughed at me,” Amīnah Zahīr said with a soft, very innocent voice, as her lower lip came out and Amīnah Zahīr hugged me tight.
“You have a bad grade, in such an easy class? Amīnah Zahīr, I should spank your ass, girl!” I said, trying to act mean. “Sit at the table and get your books out, now!” I yelled and gave her left ass-cheek, a firm slap.
“No Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! please don’t spank me. I’m sorry and I promise to do better. Maybe if you help me with my class, I’ll get a better grade next time,” Amīnah Zahīr smiled and sat at the table, rubbing her stinging Musalmān ass and hoping I would keep this up.
“I don’t mind helping you sweet-heart,” I said and walked to her side, pressing my stiff Uncut Hindu Cock against the side of Amīnah Zahīr’s left breast.
I felt her suck in a deep, breathe of air.
“So, what didn’t my baby Musalmān girl, understand?” I asked as I ran my fingers through her soft hair.
I was petting Amīnah Zahīr as if, Amīnah Zahīr was a cat.
Her Ammī loved that and as much as Amīnah Zahīr and Sāliħah Ayyūb were alike; I hoped that Sāliħah Ayyūb’s daughter would love it too.
Amīnah Zahīr came close to having an orgasm, but Amīnah Zahīr wanted to wait and do that around my big, fat Uncut Hindu Cock-shaft.
“Some of the words confused me, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! and if I would have asked My teacher what they meant, I would have been laughed at by My class.” Amīnah Zahīr said with that same voice.
Amīnah Zahīr put her sexy, lower lip, out farther than before.
“What words, baby?” I asked and caressed her pretty Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān face.
“Like, orgasm, what does that mean, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties? All of the kids in school talk about having an orgasm with their girlfriend or boyfriend and I don’t have a clue of what it means.”

I got down on my knees beside her and I hugged Amīnah Zahīr.
“When two people like each other they kiss. You’ve seen movies and people kissing, right?” I asked as my right hand moved to her leg and I caressed her sheer, white stocking.
“Yeah a little. Is kissing fun, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties?” Amīnah Zahīr whispered as her arm slid around my strong, manly neck. “I’ve never kissed anyone, but you,”
Amīnah Zahīr moaned as my big hand slowly moved up and down her leg, driving Amīnah Zahīr crazy.
“Kissing is very fun and it is really good when you do it with someone you love.”
“Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I’ve never kissed like that before. Is it fun?” Amīnah Zahīr asked and she felt my hand sliding up her leg, until I found her bare thigh and Amīnah Zahīr couldn’t help but moan.
“Mmmm, that feels so good, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!” Amīnah Zahīr purred and just sat; letting me do anything, I wanted to her.
“Tonight, when we watch TV, will you kiss me, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties? I love you and you said that made it even better, right?” Amīnah Zahīr whispered as Amīnah Zahīr leaned to kiss the side of my mouth.
I smiled and looked up to her.
I knew that she was getting crazy, but Amīnah Zahīr was old enough to know what Amīnah Zahīr wanted and that was good enough for me.
“I don’t know, but I’ll think it over. A Dad is not supposed to kiss his women’s daughter like that, but you are growing into a beautiful, young lady and we’ll see what happens.” I said as we looked into each other’s eyes and I knew that this night was going to change our lives forever.
“I can’t wait, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I think that I’ll love kissing you,” Amīnah Zahīr smiled and could not believe how wet her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy was.
“What other words are you having trouble with?”
“All the kids say funny things like, Uncut Hindu Cock and Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy. Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! I don’t know what any of the words mean.” Amīnah Zahīr said with the teasing voice and put her lip out.
I laughed.
“Well, let’s not say Uncut Hindu Cock. Let’s say penis and it is what all men and I have. We pee through it and a few other nice things too.”
“What does a penis look like? Can I see yours, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties? Please.” Amīnah Zahīr said with the youngest sounding voice Amīnah Zahīr could.
“Well, I’m not supposed to show you, but…if you’re a very good girl and if you promise to do anything I say…I might even let you hold it too.”
“Mmmm, that sounds fun, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! You should let me see your Uncut Hindu Penis, now.”
I stood up.
I was too tempted now.
Nevertheless, it would have been much better if we would take the things slow and not rush them.
“Nope, you have to wait until later and you have to be a good girl!” I said with a firm voice.
I turned back to watch the stove.
“I’m always good for my Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties,” Amīnah Zahīr stood and moved behind me. “I can’t wait to see your Uncut Hindu Penis, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Is it a big, long one?” Amīnah Zahīr asked and tried to slip her arms around me.
I pushed her back playfully as if teasing her, instead of admonishing.
There was no use in admonishing Amīnah Zahīr now.
I knew she was deliberately doing it under the ever-brilliant advice of Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan wanted to provide my Uncut Hindu Lund to every Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Cunt even.
She was preparing a Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad and expanding it to the extent as much as she could.
It was only sex and/or fun for Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Beauties now with me.
It was their Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh.
It was their religious duty now as well to fuck me aggressively.
My nonstop previous experiences had taught me the utter futility of my resistance.
I smiled and flipped over a steak.
“Your Kħālājān, Nādirah Ayyūb, loved it. She was always holding and kissing it. Your Kħālājān, Nādirah Ayyūb, loves my big Uncut Hindu Penis very much.”
“Not my Ammī? My Kħālājān, Nādirah Ayyūb, instead?” Amīnah Zahīr asked innocently ostensibly.
“Not until now.” I smiled.
“Did your Uncut Hindu Penis make my Kħālāzād Bhāījāns, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties?” Amīnah Zahīr asked with a soft whisper and Amīnah Zahīr kissed the back of my neck, enjoying my male Hindu skin taste on her crimson young ardent Musalmān lips.

Shivers ran through me.
In addition, I knew Amīnah Zahīr would get her wish.
“Oh yes! Your Kħālājān, Nādirah Ayyūb, and I had a wonderful time when we made your Kħālāzād Bhāījāns!”
“How did you get them in her belly, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties?”
“Well, if you’re a good, little girl and pay very close attention tonight, your Durgesh darling, your Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, tum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of you Musalmān Beauties may show you how your Kħālāzād Bhāījāns got inside your Kħālājān, Nādirah Ayyūb.”
“Oh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, I can’t wait to see your Uncut Hindu Penis! I bet that you have the prettiest one there is and I promise to be a very good, little girl for you. I’d do ‘anything’ you tell me to.” Amīnah Zahīr moaned as she reached around me and very gently squeezed My Uncut Hindu Cock.*

Later, I was sitting in my recliner and relaxing after dinner, when Amīnah Zahīr caught my eye.
“I see that you changed into my favorite nightclothes,” I smiled and looked over her tall, slender Just Eighteen Just Adult young Musalmān body and the small, blue shirt that did little to cover her comparatively bigger Musalmān breasts.
I looked down to the panties on her hips and I felt My Uncut Hindu Cock growing hard.
“Do you ‘really’ think I’m pretty, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties?” Amīnah Zahīr said with that same, innocent voice and Amīnah Zahīr slowly turned, knowing that I loved seeing her gorgeous Musalmān ass.
Amīnah Zahīr wanted to show me everything, tonight.
Amīnah Zahīr wanted me hard and ready to go in her exquisite Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān body.
I pulled her on my burning Hindu male lap and I hugged her, now hoping I could really slip my Uncut Hindu Dick into her.
“Yes, I think that you are very pretty and I want you to be my one more Musalmān girlfriend,” I said as I caressed her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān face.
I peeked down to her big, swollen nipples and I noticed something more.
Amīnah Zahīr’s nipples were fucking pierced.
Amīnah Zahīr smiled and saw my eyes on her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān boobs.
“Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, if I’m your girlfriend um…can we kiss each other and um…do I still get to see your Uncut Hindu Penis?” Amīnah Zahīr asked making sure her lip was out and Amīnah Zahīr snuggled closer to me.
“We’ll see, but now, I want you to kiss me and after you do,” I had to stop.
Amīnah Zahīr kissed me.
Yet she quickly moved back, acting as if Amīnah Zahīr was embarrassed.
“Ok, let’s try that again, but this time, don’t move away. Keep your lips on mine and try to do everything that I do, ok?” I said as I caressed Amīnah Zahīr’s face.
I hoped Amīnah Zahīr was sure about this.
Superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān young lady, Amīnah Zahīr, got up and sat back down on my burning utmost experienced Hindu male lap again.
However, this time, Amīnah Zahīr was facing me and we were nose to nose.
“I’ll do better this time,” Amīnah Zahīr panted.
Amīnah Zahīr was on fire now.
“I promise, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!” Amīnah Zahīr whispered as Amīnah Zahīr moved her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān young mouth to my sixty-four years old Hindu male mouth, and we kissed.
I held the sides of Amīnah Zahīr’s superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān face and we lightly kissed.
“Now, I want you to do everything that I do, baby,” I said as our mouths were still together.
Now I myself wanted her in the worst way, but it would be much better if we went slow and took our time.
“Ohhh, yes!” Amīnah Zahīr moaned as we lightly kissed and Amīnah Zahīr loved me holding her so tight.
It made her feel so helpless and at my mercy.
Her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy was dripping and it was running down Amīnah Zahīr’s thighs.*

I held her as we kissed.
My Uncut Hindu Cock was hard.
“Sit all the way down on me and guess what’s under your superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān butt.”
Amīnah Zahīr smiled and sat completely down on me.
“Oh God, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!..it feels so good!”
Amīnah Zahīr moaned as the superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān young lady, Amīnah Zahīr, rabbed My massive neck and hugged with all of her might.
As Amīnah Zahīr pushed her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān buttocks down, she rubbed her Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy on My swollen Hindu shaft.
Her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Just Eighteen Just Adult young Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān wetness covered me instantly and Amīnah Zahīr was on fire.
I held her as we hugged and she felt good in my strong Hindu arms.
“I know baby!” I grunted and I had to make sure this is what Amīnah Zahīr really and truly wanted, before we went on.
“Baby, are you very certain that this is what you want? Once we start…I won’t be able to stop.” I said as I held her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān face and Amīnah Zahīr nodded her head.
“Yesssssssssssssssssss! I know Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! and I’m very sure about this.” Amīnah Zahīr said in her normal voice and Amīnah Zahīr kissed me. “I’ve never wanted anything as badly…as I want you inside me, now,” Amīnah Zahīr added and kissed me again. “And, if I want to be your ‘Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān girlfriend’, I gotta do whatever you say.” Amīnah Zahīr said with her ‘other’ voice.
In addition, Amīnah Zahīr smiled at me.
I knew that we were sure to live in heaven now.
This was awesome and I couldn’t stop now.
Amīnah Zahīr was a Just Eighteen Just Adult constantly aggressive young Musalmān Beauty and Amīnah Zahīr had me under her sexual control now.
“Okay. That’s right. I want you to kiss me again, but this time, open your mouth and flick your tongue on mine.” I whispered as Amīnah Zahīr lay on my chest, kissing deeper, flicking our tongues together.
I reached under Amīnah Zahīr, caressing her gorgeous, superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān ass.
“Oh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!!” Amīnah Zahīr moaned as I held her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān butt and softly kissed her. “This makes me feel all tingly and My special place…is so wet, why Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties?”*

I held her and I hoped Amīnah Zahīr wouldn’t kill me.
“That just means that you love your Durgesh darling, your Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, tum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of you Musalmān Beauties! and um…you like it when we hug and kiss,” I said with a smile.
Now I had to get My Uncut Hindu Cock out of My jeans.
“Your Durgesh darling, your Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, tum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of you Musalmān Beauties has a surprise for you, baby and I think that you’re going to love it too!” I said with a wink.

“Mmmm, what is it, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties?” Amīnah Zahīr asked as we continued to kiss and nibble each other’s lips.
“Do you still want to see my Uncut Hindu Penis and find out how your Kħālāzād Bhāījāns got in your Kħālājān, Nādirah Ayyūb’s belly?”
“Oh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, yes, may I please see you! I’ll do anything you want…I promise! Please!” Amīnah Zahīr said, making sure that her lower lip was out and Amīnah Zahīr was ready to see my Uncut Hindu Cock.
I reached under her, unzipped my pants and leaned back in the chair.
“Be easy with me and you can ‘only’ hold me and nothing more! Do you understand your Durgesh darling, your Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, tum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of you Musalmān Beauties?”
“Ohhh yes, I understand, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!” Amīnah Zahīr replied as Amīnah Zahīr slid from My recliner and sat on the floor in front of me, on her knees.
Now Amīnah Zahīr was perfectly ready to please her Durgesh darling, her Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of Musalmān Beauties!
She reached in my pants, gently pulled it out.
And Amīnah Zahīr thought that Amīnah Zahīr was going to faint.

“Allah Allah! Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, why is it sooo fat and sooo long?” Amīnah Zahīr asked with a smile, holding me with both hands.
Amīnah Zahīr slowly licked her lips.
Amīnah Zahīr knew why it was so big and long.
“Well, most Musalmān ladies like it that big, so they can kiss it and play with it. They also know I can give them a baby, if it’s so big.”
Amīnah Zahīr looked up at me and tried to look as innocent as Amīnah Zahīr could.
“Do I get to kiss your Uncut Hindu Penis, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties?” Amīnah Zahīr asked with a soft voice and Amīnah Zahīr saw me smile at her.
“Huh, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties?” Amīnah Zahīr whispered as her lips grazed over the head and Amīnah Zahīr felt me flex.
“Can I kiss you there?” Amīnah Zahīr whispered as her soft lips puckered and Amīnah Zahīr smiled. “It’s so big and it’s sooo hard too!” Amīnah Zahīr moaned.
She slowly leaned forward, until my Uncut Hindu Cock-head was against her crimson Panjvaqtah Namāzī Just Eighteen Just Adult young Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān lips and Amīnah Zahīr opened her panting mouth.
I just sat there, enjoying Amīnah Zahīr’s game.
“Kiss it real slow, baby and move your hand up and down, ok?” I said as I caressed the side of her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān face.
Amīnah Zahīr licked the head.
“That’s My good, little Just Eighteen Just Adult young Musalmān girl. Kiss all over me and keep rubbing me too.” I said as I watched Amīnah Zahīr, kissing the tip of my swollen, Uncut Hindu Cock-head.
It was great.
Her crimson Panjvaqtah Namāzī Just Eighteen Just Adult young Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān lips were kissing all over me and Amīnah Zahīr was smiling, while lightly stroking me.
Amīnah Zahīr’s breath was warm and her crimson Panjvaqtah Namāzī Just Eighteen Just Adult young Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān lips were so wet.
“Am I doing it the right way, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties?” Amīnah Zahīr purred with a smile and quickly returned to pleasing my big, hard Uncut Hindu Cock. “Hum, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties? Do you like the way I’m…um…kissing it?” Amīnah Zahīr whispered with a bigger smile, knowing that she was driving me crazy now.
A sixty-four years old utmost experienced Hindu man.
Amīnah Zahīr was only Just Eighteen Just Adult.
Yet, she was successfully driving me crazy without any past experience in sex.
“Yeah, you’re the best ever and I love you.” I said as I watched her go back down, kissing my Uncut Hindu Cock-head.
I could feel Amīnah Zahīr licking the tiny slit on the head.
“That’s where babies come from and if you keep kissing me like this, you’re going to see my Uncut Hindu Penis squirt,” I moaned and watched Amīnah Zahīr smile at me.
“Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, what will it squirt out?”
“It will squirt ‘baby juice’ and if you are ‘really’ my Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān girlfriend, you will drink it for me.” I paused to kiss Amīnah Zahīr and I smiled at her. “Now, I want you to suck me and pretend it’s one of those big, fat pickles you love to suck on,” I winked at Amīnah Zahīr.
Amīnah Zahīr just smiled at me, cunningly.
She was Just Eighteen Just Adult.
But she wasn’t a damn fool.
Amīnah Zahīr smiled again and licked the tip again.
“Silly Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, I’m now your Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān girlfriend forever, and I’ll do ‘anything’, you want me to.” Amīnah Zahīr moaned and leaned down to my Uncut Hindu Cock, sucking me hard and with need.
“Mmmm Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, is the ‘baby juice’ good to drink?”
Amīnah Zahīr teased and stroked me faster.
“Huh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, is it good?” Amīnah Zahīr moaned, leaning over me, letting a big drop of saliva drip on me.
Amīnah Zahīr stroked faster now.
“Oh yes, your Kħālājān, Nādirah Ayyūb, loved to drink my Hindu juice very much!”
“Oh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, I’m tingling all over and I’m burning up!” Amīnah Zahīr moaned as Amīnah Zahīr watched the pleasure on my face as Amīnah Zahīr sucked me and had a feeling that I was very close to cumming for her.
I even didn’t hear what Amīnah Zahīr said.
I was in heaven.
A beautiful Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī ardent Musalmān young lady was sucking me off.
“I’ll fix it for you baby, just keep kissing my Uncut Hindu Penis now,” I moaned looking at her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān face and I loved the beautiful smile around my Uncut Hindu Cock-shaft.
Amīnah Zahīr let me ‘pop’ from her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān young mouth and licked her crimson Panjvaqtah Namāzī Just Eighteen Just Adult young Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān lips.
“Ok Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!..I’ll do anything you tell me and I ‘mean’ anything, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties,” Amīnah Zahīr moaned on my Uncut Hindu Cock, licking up the entire length of my Hindu shaft.
Yet, Amīnah Zahīr stopped to tease the tiny slit again.
I lifted and shoved more of my hard Uncut Hindu Cock into her willing Musalmān mouth, but Amīnah Zahīr lifted too and Amīnah Zahīr pretended to gag.
“Aaarrrgggg! Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, do you want me to kiss and suck ‘more’ of me for you?” Amīnah Zahīr asked with a sweet smile and didn’t wait for my answer.
Amīnah Zahīr took a deep breath.
She sucked more than half of my Uncut Hindu Cock into her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān young mouth and partly down her silky throat.
I felt Amīnah Zahīr suck hard and before I could think, my Uncut Hindu Cock-head entered into her warm Musalmān throat.
I had to stand up.
“Oh Amīnah Zahīr, oh my sweet baby!” I moaned out and it was a loud moan. “My baby, oh!” I moaned again and gently pushed my hips to Amīnah Zahīr, wondering if Amīnah Zahīr has another talent, her Kħālājān, Nādirah Ayyūb, had.
My question was quickly answered.
“Ahhh, baby, yes, yes!” I yelled as Amīnah Zahīr sucked more of me.
I knew now this wasn’t going to last very much longer.
Amīnah Zahīr just smiled as Amīnah Zahīr pleased her Durgesh darling, her Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, Musalmān ħasīnāon kā Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of Musalmān Beauties!
From My loud moaning, Amīnah Zahīr knew I was enjoying her and her skills.
‘Oh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, yes! Fuck me, me, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!..fuck My gorgeous, superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān mouth!’ Amīnah Zahīr thought as I eased forward, pushing more of my glorious Hindu manhood into her willing Musalmān mouth and throat.
I felt My Uncut Hindu Cock jump and Amīnah Zahīr got a sweet surprise.
“Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā! Oh God, oh God! Oh baby, my baby Musalmān girl!” I yelled as warm jets of my Hindu cum shot from the tip of my long Uncut Hindu Cock, into her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān young mouth and down Amīnah Zahīr’s throat.
My Uncut Hindu Cock jerked, my Hindu balls felt as if they were going to explode and my heart pumped fast.
“My baby, My baby Musalmān girl!” I yelled again as I held Amīnah Zahīr and filled her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān young mouth full of my warm Hindu seeds.*

Amīnah Zahīr sucked and held me in her superb, extremely beautiful, Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān young mouth, waiting until I finished.
Amīnah Zahīr smiled up to me,
“Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, can I do that every day? I loved making my Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, so happy,” Amīnah Zahīr said and moved up on my lap.

I had to smile and hug this beautiful, young Musalmān woman and I held her tight.
“Oh baby, you can do that anytime you want to! Your Durgesh darling, our Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, tum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of you Musalmān Beauties’ loved the way you sucked me.” I smiled.
I quickly felt Amīnah Zahīr’s need, dripping on me.
I stood with her in my arms.
“I think now it’s the time that I take a beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Just Eighteen Just Adult young Musalmān woman to my bed and make love to her. What do you think?” I asked.
Amīnah Zahīr triumphantly yet slowly nodded her head.
“Mmmm yeah, I’d like that, yes. Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!” Amīnah Zahīr purred as Amīnah Zahīr held my neck.
I walked towards the bedroom.
Just Eighteen Just Adult, extremely beautiful, Amīnah Zahīr was on my Hindu arms.

Sāliħah Ayyūb was watching it all, immensely surprised.
She never knew her Just Eighteen Just Adult Panjvaqtah Namāzī Musalmān daughter was so sexy, so ravenous.
She had defeated even Sāliħah Ayyūb in getting Durgesh for her.*

I put Amīnah Zahīr in the middle of my bed and lay next to her.
“I think you should take that top off, so I can see and play with…these!” I said as my finger traced over Amīnah Zahīr’s excited, right nipple.
Amīnah Zahīr had the shirt off in a split second.
“Oh how nice!” I moaned, looking at the tiny gold bars through her nipples and I smiled.
I leaned to tease her nipples with my lips.
Amīnah Zahīr went wild under me.

My long Uncut Hindu Lund lashed at Amīnah Zahīr’s swollen buds and her back arched high in the air.
“Oh fuck, Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!! Yes! Yes!” Amīnah Zahīr screamed and quickly felt something else.
“Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties, oh Durgesh darling, méré Hindu Piyā, Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt, hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam, Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!!” Amīnah Zahīr whimpered when she felt my Uncut Hindu Cock on her wet, aching Panjvaqtah Namāzī ravenous Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
Amīnah Zahīr immediately spread her extremely beautiful nude Musalmān legs for me.
I smiled proudly and confidently.
It’s not normal for a sixty plus man to satisfy a Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Beauty sexually.
But Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had constantly nonstop made it Normal for me.
As soon as Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and I returned from our Honeymoon, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had started her Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh.
Her Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad had started to come in existence and expand infinitely.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan deliberately made friends with the extremely beautiful, highly educated, Jet Musalmān Beauties and managed deliberately them to join my bed.
First, they were at least more than twenty five.
Then twenty to twenty five also started to join us.
Then it went to Just Eighteen Just Adult too, ultimately.
All my protests in fucking Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Beauties were deliberately made futile by Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan and her Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh and Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad.
It was a long story of my constant nonstop resistance.
Yet, none of them surrendered.
Neither Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh, nor Jet Musalmān Beauties Squad, and not Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan.
Gradually, it became as normal to me to fuck Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Beauties too, as I found myself erect in the presence of Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Beauties too, normally, without any hesitation at all.
I was even more popular now among Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Beauties as their utmost efficient, utmost available, sex partner than the boys of their own age group were even.
It went on to the extent that while previously I fucked the Ammīs, Kħālās, Buās, Chachīs, Mumānīs of the jet Musalmān Beauties first and then the Jet Musalmān Beauties themselves afterwards, now the sequence was reversed entirely.
Now, usually, I fucked Jet Musalmān Beauties, rather Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Beauties first, and then their elder sisters, elder cousins, Ammīs, Kħālās, Buās, Chachīs, Mumānīs of them.
Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Beauties were my ever first admirers now.
They loved my sixty plus years old utmost experienced Uncut Hindu Lund into their Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Cunts more then even their elder Musalmān Beauties did.
Moreover, it was not abnormal for me now.
I was their most wanted most perfect sex partner now.
Gradually I found a new trend, rather new tradition, arising.
I was being used to be the ever first sex partner of Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Beauties.
I was now their eighteenth birthday gift generally.
I have to fuck them now on their eighteenth birthday.
Even Imām Muħammad Ħasan surrendered to it ultimately.
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan had done one more miracle in successfully changing the social attitude of Pseudo Musalmīn.
She was even getting donations for Hindu Lund Muslim Choot Islands if Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan arranged for me to inaugurate the virgin Musalmān Cunts of Just Eighteen Just Adult Musalmān Beauties on their eighteenth birthday.*
I was immensely surprised, furious, and fierce even when I was first requested for it.
“What? Are you crazy, Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan? The parents themselves want me to take the cherry of their virgin Musalmān daughter on her eighteenth birthday? I can’t believe it.”
Naåīmah Muħammad Ħasan smiled.
It’s the birthday gift she asked from her parents. What’s wrong there?

Chapter 46
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1. More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh

2.Durgesh in Hindi/Urdu

3. Science Fiction

4. On History

5. Commentary on Ved

6. On Hinduism

7. On Islam