I was her birthday present
Today was her 18th birthday and she had never even been kissed by anyone who wasn’t family.
She looked over her full figured body, true she was a bit big in the stomach area and she had 46D tits, but she didn’t think she looked bad for a bigger girl.
She was tall, which made her look a bit slimmer then she actually was.
She thought her legs were well developed if a bit heavy.
True she did have a models body but she thought even while she looked good; she must keep her Muslim virginity from ever proposing Hindu boys.
She piled her jet black hair up on her terrific stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān head as her amber eyes looked in the mirror.
“18 and never been kissed even.” She sighed letting her hair fall in waves down her back. “Happy birthday to me.”
Turning away from the mirror, she picked up the silk dress her parents had bought her.
Her Ammī, Kħadījah Al Kubrah, asked her to wear it tonight as they had a special birthday present for her.
As she let the silk move through her fingers she sighed again.
She looked over the dress and sighed, she had to admit it was beautiful.
It was strapless, but had sleeves that covered her arms but left her shoulders bare; she knew it would just barely cover her ample extremely beautiful Musalmān bosom.
Since Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad never bothered with underwear, thinking they were to constrictive; she pulled the dress up over her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body then looked in the mirror again.
She had to admit that it looked good on her.
She pulled her hair back again then decided to wear it down.
She put on a bit of makeup but nothing overpowering then finished up with her black ankle boots.
Checking herself out one more time, she left the room, heading downstairs to find out what this mysterious present was.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad noticed the man sitting on the couch talking to her Abbū, Muħammad Åbdullah Hāshmī, the minute she walked in the room.
I would have been hard to miss at any time in her opinion.
Even sitting down, she figured I had to be at least 5.6′ and maybe 165lbs.
My long lean legs were encased in a pair of tight blue jeans, while my chest was covered with a Death metal t-shirt leaving my tattoo covered arms bare.
My dark hair were sophisticated and my voice when I laughed at something her Abbū, Muħammad Åbdullah Hāshmī, said, sent shivers through her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body.
“Ah, there’s the birthday girl.” Her Abbū, Muħammad Åbdullah Hāshmī, said standing up and moving over to where she stood.
I turned to look at her and smiled.
She noticed had a diamond pin in my tie and my dark eyes were moving seductively over her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body.
When my eyes finally reached her face, she was breathing heavily.
“Um…What’s going on?” She asked as I stood up.
“I’m Durgesh,” I said in that deep voice that sent shivers through her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body. “You must be Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad.”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad nodded as she looked at her Abbū, Muħammad Åbdullah Hāshmī,.
Her Abbū, Muħammad Åbdullah Hāshmī, hugged her then smiled.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad looked at her Abbū, Muħammad Åbdullah Hāshmī, in shock then turned back to me standing about 5 feet away.
I laughed, making her eyes sparkle.
“Actually yea, your parents, your Abbū, Muħammad Åbdullah Hāshmī, and your Ammī, Kħadījah Al Kubrah, paid my Social Service Organization, led by Åāýéshah Siddīqah, for the night. I’m a Social Worker. It’s my Social Service to you needy Musalmān Beauties if I’m needed.”
I moved slowly towards her.
My cowboy boots were making no noise on the carpet.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s eyes watched me move closer to her.
“I…Um…” She didn’t get to finish whatever she was going to say because I suddenly kissed her.
It wasn’t a gentle kiss; instead it was one that she had no problem responding to.
As my tongue slid into her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth, caressing her own, she pressed her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body against me and her arms went up around my Hindu neck.
My Hindu mouth grew harder on hers as I wrapped my arms tightly around her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body.
I was shocked by the feelings coursing through me at kissing Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad.
In my line of work, I had kissed a lot of Musalmān Beauties, but recently none of them hit me as hard as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad did.
When I saw her standing there watching me, my Uncut Hindu Lund had jumped and immediately hardened in my pants.
I wanted her and I wanted her bad, despite she was just eighteen and I was sixty two already.
I pressed my Uncut Hindu Lund against her as my hands moved down over her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body and cupped her terrific stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān ass-cheeks, pressing her tightly against my Hindu arousal.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad moaned in my Hindu mouth when she felt how hard I was.
A part of her wondered if it was she that was making me so hard or if it was because of my profession, my Social Service to Musalmān Beauties.
The response was not to her alone exclusively.
She suddenly didn’t care one way or the other.
Her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body was on fire and she knew I was the only one who could put out the flames.
Out of desperation, she pulled her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth from mine.
“Let’s go up to my room.” She smiled huskily holding onto me as if for dear life.
I smiled at her, squeezed her terrific stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān ass one more time, and then reluctantly let her feet touch the floor.
“I’m all yours, my darling. I told your Abbū, Muħammad Åbdullah Hāshmī, and your Ammī, Kħadījah Al Kubrah, I wasn’t optimum for you. I’m sixty two. You are a Jet Musalmān Beauty. Yet your parents insisted that you’ve dreamed of me. And they wanted to give you your most dreamed of present on your eighteenth birthday.”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad smiled,
“Nonsense. You’ve practically proven your age has made you more wanted for, instead of making unwanted.”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad smiled at her Abbū, Muħammad Åbdullah Hāshmī, immensely indebted, gratefully.
Then she led me up the stairs to her room.
She had barely closed the door when I had her up against it with my mouth locked on hers in a powerful ashvinātam kiss.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad kissed me back with all the desire she felt in her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad moaned against my mouth when she felt me lowering her dress until her breasts were touched by the cool air in the room.
Not that Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad and I stayed cool for long.
The minute I touched her bare flesh, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad felt as though she had been dipped in a pit full of fire.
“Ohhhhhh…” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad breathed against my utmost experienced Hindu mouth as my hands moved over her.
“You have the most beautiful breasts I have recently ever seen.” I growled softly when I finally took my mouth from hers.
“Durgesh, Allah, yā Allah! Oh God,” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad moaned as my passionate Hindu mouth moved over her.
She rested her terrific stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān head against the door as she pushed her chest out towards me. “Oh touch me, it feels so good.”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad gasped then whimpered when I suddenly took one of her nipples into my pinch.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad felt my finger and thumb move over her, then the nipping of my teeth.
Her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy leaked more, sending juices down her bare legs.
“Oooooohhhhh…” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad cried holding onto my shoulders to keep herself on her feet.
I had my eyes closed as I teased her nipple with my pinch.
I pinched at it with my thumb and index finger,
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was digging her nails into my shoulders as the cries left her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
I let one hand slide down over her stomach and down over her beautiful legs.
When I put one hand on her bare flesh, she spread her beautiful legs wider giving me access to her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body.
I slid my hand up under her dress and groaned when I found the bare flesh of her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy instead of panties.
“No panties?” I smiled significantly lifting my head to look into her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān eyes.
“No, I don’t like to wear them.” She replied softly as she drowned in my eyes.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad gasped when my hand suddenly touched her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy then moaned closing her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān eyes as my fingers explored her.
“Oh, so wet.” I moaned closing my own Hindu eyes as I let a finger slide inside her.
I let my finger slide deep inside her, and then slowly pull out only to embed it inside her once again.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was mewling in need as I slowly fingered her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
“You like that baby?” I asked bringing my lips to her neck, nipping playfully at the flesh as I slowly fingered her.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad slowly opened her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān eyes as she lifted her excellent gorgeous outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān buttocks towards my thrusting finger.
“Oh yes, your finger feels so good inside me.”
I continued to nip at her neck as I slid a second finger inside her to meet the first.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad blew a breath out of her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth roughly as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad felt my two fingers moving inside her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body.
“Oh fuck…” she whimpered as I moved my fingers faster inside her as my thumb moved to her clit and started flicking it rapidly.
“Durgesh, oh fuck, I’m gonna… Allah, yā Allah! oh God…I think I’m gonna cum.” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad shrieked humping her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body hard against my hand as I worked her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body up hard.
I held her against the door as I worked at her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was going crazy.
Her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy was humping hard against my pumping hand, her hands dug almost painfully into my shoulders and her breaths were coming out in mewling pants.
“Fuck…I’m cummminnnggggg…” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad screamed as her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body convulsed around me.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad clung to me as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad felt her beautiful legs buckle under her.
I kept my hand buried between her beautiful legs as I wrapped one arm around her waist to keep her from sliding to the floor.
“That’s it baby; coat my fingers with your juices.” I groaned feeling her juices moving between my fingers as I continued to slam into her.
My Uncut Hindu Lund was straining against my jeans.
When her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body finally started to relax, I pulled my fingers from her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad moaned.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad gasped in surprise a minute later when I suddenly put my arm under her beautiful legs and lifted her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body against me.
“Oh my,” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad said in surprise as I carried her over to the bed and laid her gently in the middle of it.
“I am so hot for you baby.” I said covering her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body with my own. “I could slam my Uncut Hindu Lund into you right now and never leave.”
I pressed my Uncut Hindu Lund against her leg, even through my jeans; Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could feel it pulsing against her skin.
My hands moved skilfully over her, pulling the dress off her.
“Tell me you want me as much as I want you.”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad knew she would be lying if Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad said ‘no’.
Even after the orgasm I had just given her, her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy still wanted more.
“I want you.” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad replied her voice coming out hoarsely.
I smiled at her, and then pulled my shirt up over my head, giving her a nice view of my chest.
I had a broad chest that tapered down into narrow hips.
I sat on the edge of the bed long enough to pull off my boots and socks then moved up on my knees until I was kneeling beside her terrific stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān head.
“Unwrap your present darling; see what is going to be sliding into your body shortly.”
With trembling hands, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad undid my jeans, pulling them down over my hips.
I wasn’t wearing any underwear so when she pulled my pants down, my 9 ½ inches Uncut Hindu Lund sprung into view.
“Oh my…” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad exclaimed looking at my hard Uncut Hindu Lund as I slid my jeans down until I could kick them off.
I stayed on my knees before her watching as she looked at my Hindu meat.
“That’s all for you darling.” I smiled.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad lifted her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān eyes to mine, then back to my hard Uncut Hindu Lund.
Slowly Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad reached out her hand barely touching my Hindu flesh with her finger.
I moaned and closed my eyes as my Uncut Hindu Lund jumped.
“Is that because of me?” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad asked lifting her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān eyes to mine again.
I smiled as I opened my eyes and looked down at her. “All because of you honey. No Musalmān Beauty has ever turned me on recently as much as you do.”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad looked at me in surprise. “Never?”
Durgesh ran my hand over her awfully lovely outstanding wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān face. “Never, recently.”
I Knew that made her feel good.
Feeling braver, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad wrapped her hand around me, slowly moving it up and down.
I let out a ragged cry as precum slithered out of my piss hole.
“Mmmmmm, yummy,” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad said stroking my Uncut Hindu Lund looking for more.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad looked up at me.
“In my mouth?”
I smiled and nodded, my black eyes darkened with desire.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad looked at my Uncut Hindu Lund again then lowered it until Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could wrap her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth around it.
I moaned as I felt her red crimson quivering virgin young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān lips touch my Uncut Hindu Lund.
“Oh yea, that is so nice. Suck on me baby.” I tangled my hand in her hair, slowly pushing her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth down over me to show her what to do.
After the first couple of times, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad got the idea and bobbed her terrific stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān head up and down over my hard Uncut Hindu shaft while her hand jacked what Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad couldn’t get in her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
When Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad felt me press against her throat, she tried to push me in further but gagged.
“Take only what you can darling. Don’t choke yourself.” I told her as I stroked her awfully lovely outstanding wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān face.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad nodded, wrapping her hand around my Uncut Hindu Lund tighter so she didn’t push in too far, then continued to bob her terrific stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān head over me.
She had a feeling that I liked what Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was doing by the cries and moans that were coming from my Hindu mouth.
“Oh honey, yes, suck that hard Uncut Hindu Lund. Run your tongue over me just like that. Oh fuck, that feels so good.” I pumped slowly with my hips as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad sucked on me.
Finally I pushed her off me.
“Stop for a minute darling.”
“Didn’t you like it?” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad asked in wonder.
“Oh I loved it; I just want to pleasure you while you pleasure me.”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad looked at me like I had lost my mind. “How are you doing to do that?”
I smiled tenderly at her.
“Like this.” I moved one leg over her awfully lovely outstanding wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān face so my Uncut Hindu Lund was hanging just above her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
“Go ahead and take me back in your mouth darling.”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad opened her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth and let me push my Uncut Hindu Lund back inside.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad wrapped her red crimson quivering virgin young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān lips around me, sucking deeply.
I watched her suck me for a minute then lowered my body over her until my face was above her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad cried out around my Uncut Hindu Lund.
When I slid 2 fingers into her slit, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad bucked her excellent gorgeous outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān buttocks against me as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad sucked harder at my Uncut Hindu Lund.
I forced myself not to ram my Uncut Hindu Lund deep in her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
For a beginner, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad sure knew how to suck my Uncut Hindu Lund.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was driving me crazy.
When her hand cupped my balls, it took all my willpower not to slam deep in her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth and empty myself.
“Oh honey, if you don’t want to swallow my cum, your gonna have to pull off.” I panted pulling my mouth away from her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy for just a minute as I tried to hold onto my control.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad didn’t know anything about swallowing a man’s cum, but before now she had never heard of taking one in her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth before either.
She did know that Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad liked what I had given her so far and if my cum tasted anything like it, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad wanted it.
In response to what I had said, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad clamped her red crimson quivering virgin young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān lips harder around my Uncut Hindu Lund as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad sucked me for all Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was worth.
I was panting hard as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad sucked me off.
I knew it wouldn’t be long before I gave her a real load and from the way Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was attacking me, I had a feeling Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad wanted it very much.
Her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth was so hot over me that I couldn’t concentrate.
So I slammed 3 fingers deep inside her as I fucked her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
“Fuck, suck my hot Uncut Hindu Lund. Eīshān Param Brahm Paramātmā, I love your awfully lovely outstanding wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān mouth. Make me cum baby. I’m gonna give you a nice mouthful.”
My hand was driving hard inside her and Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was crying out around my Uncut Hindu Lund, while her own orgasm was rising fast over her.
“Mmmmmmffff…” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad moaned when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad suddenly came around my thrusting fingers.
When I felt her cum around my hand, it pushed me over the edge.
“Oh I hope your ready honey because I can’t stop it.” I croaked a split second before I sent the first shot into her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was ready for me to cum, but Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad wasn’t ready for the huge amount I sent into her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth.
I filled her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth suddenly and just kept cumming.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad swallowed as fast as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could, yet tasting it simultaneously.
Some of my Hindu cum slithered out from between her red crimson quivering virgin young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān lips but Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad figured Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad would get that later.
When I dropped to a drizzle, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad drank it up greedily, loving the slightly salty taste of me on her tongue.
When I pulled my limp Uncut Hindu Lund out of her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad licked around her red crimson quivering virgin young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān lips looking for any cum of mine that might have escaped.
I collapsed on my side beside her and pulled her into my arms, kissing her deeply.
When I finally pulled away, I rested her terrific stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān head against my chest.
“So tell me about yourself. How come you’re 18 and still a virgin?”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was surprised I wanted to talk.
“Aren’t you going to fuck me?” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad asked lifting her terrific stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān head from my chest.
I chuckled as I ran a finger over her cheek.
“Sure I am sweetheart. But number one, we’ve got all night so there is no rush. For two, you drained me so much that I need a breather before I can get me back up again.”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad lowered her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān eyes to my limp Uncut Hindu Lund resting against my leg.
“Oh yea, I guess you would huh?” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad suddenly giggled then kissed my Uncut Hindu Lund.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad and I spent the next two hours just talking.
I told her I was 62 and had spent all my life fucking extraordinary Musalmān Beauties almost 24x7x365.
Countless Musalmān Beauties wanted a Hindu who had spent 59 years fucking multiple Musalmān Beauties.
I was clean, no diseases.
Even though I seldom used a condom yet got checked every six months.
She told me how Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad wanted to find love, but that it seemed all the men around here figured because Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was a big girl Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad would sleep with anybody.
It didn’t bother her that I was a Social Worker and that she thought I was a good man for doing something fantastic to make Musalmān Beauties happy.
By the time Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad and I were ready to have more fun together, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad felt Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad and I had at least moved onto being friends.
I crawled between her beautiful legs and brought her to an amazing climax with my Uncut Hindu Lund rubbing on her labial lips and clit.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad watched me through lowered eyes as I put a bit of lube on it then brought it to the entrance to her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body.
“You ready honey?”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad wrapped her beautiful legs around my waist as I lowered my body down over hers.
“I think so.” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad said with a tremor in her voice.
“Just relax baby, you’ll love it.” I said softly brushing her awfully lovely outstanding wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān face with my hand as I slowly pushed into her.
When I felt her barrier, I lowered my hand down over her clit while I kissed her hard.
When Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was mewling hard against my mouth, I slammed my hips forward burying my Uncut Hindu Lund deep inside her.
“Oh…” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad gasped at the sudden pain of my entrance.
Tears filled her extremely beautiful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān eyes and her hands clung to me.
“Easy…” I said softly stroking her hair as I brushed her tears away. “It won’t hurt anymore, I promise.”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad nodded.
The pain was fading down to a dull throb.
“It feels strange.” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad admitted moving her excellent gorgeous outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān buttocks a bit.
I groaned as her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy caressed me.
“Oh honey, I’ve got to move.” I gritted my teeth as I slowly left her.
I kept my Hindu strokes, slow, giving her time to get used to me as I brushed butterfly kisses all over her awfully lovely outstanding wonderful Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān face.
When Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad finally started moving with me, I let out a ragged breath.
“Oh Durgesh, it feels so good.” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad moaned lifting her red crimson quivering virgin young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān lips to meet my thrusts. “I love feeling your Uncut Hindu Lund moving inside my Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Choot.”
I lowered my face to her neck, breathing hard as I forced myself to move slowly inside her.
“Oh Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad honey, I love your sweet Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy. It feels so good wrapped around my Uncut Hindu Lund. You ready for a real ride?”
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad wasn’t sure what I meant but Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad knew that Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad liked what I was doing now so Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was sure Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad would like whatever I did.
I moaned in relief at her words, I gripped her terrific stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān ass-cheeks, holding her tightly against me as I started hammering my Uncut Hindu Lund deepest into her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad gasped at the powerful Hindu thrusts, then moaned as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad felt her orgasm start to rise over her.
“Oh Durgesh, fuck me. Make me cum on your hard Uncut Hindu Lund. It feels so fucking good.”
“Oh…Ugh…Agh…Oh god Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad, You are so hot baby.” I panted slamming hard into her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body.
My Hindu balls slapped against her terrific stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān ass and I moaned as the cum rolled around inside them.
“Oh honey, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad, you are so tight, I could fuck you forever.” I kissed her hard, almost brutally but Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad just returned the kiss as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad slammed her excellent exquisite young Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān body ruthlessly against my own.
The bed protested the hard thrusts, the bedsprings squealed under our powerfully moving ashvinātam bodies.
Neither of us noticed though, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad and I were lost in the pleasure; Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad and I were bringing to one another.
I kissed at her neck, and then groaned when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad did the same to me.
When Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad suddenly stiffened beneath me, I growled as I felt her Panjvaqtah Namāzī Saůūdī Årab Wahābī Musalmān Pussy tighten around me.
Feeling my Uncut Hindu Lund expand sent Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad over the edge again and her cries matched my own.
The ashvinātam couple loved each other with our bodies all night long.
I lost count of how many times I came in her excellent stunning outstanding Saůūdī Årab young Wahābī Musalmān mouth or how many times into her bare unprotected Panjvaqtah Namāzī Wahābī Musalmān Choot.
When I finally left the next day after being paid for my services by her Abbū, Muħammad Åbdullah Hāshmī, I looked up at her window to see her smiling down at me.
I knew that I would be seeing Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad again soon, and this time I wouldn’t be paid to sleep with her and fuck her.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was smart enough to make me promise that she was too now my new Live in Relationship Partner forever.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was not a fool enough to let the opportunity slip from her young but smart fingers.
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Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad said,
“Well you’re gonna have to do something because we can’t share a bed with that thing!”
“What do you suggest? You want me to whip it out right now and whack off?” Replied I sarcastically. Forgetting it was Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad lying next to me.
“If it makes it go down, then why not?” Fātimah said, almost regretting it as soon as she had.
“With you in the bed next to me? yeah right! You’re Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad, my half daughter; we shouldn’t even be talking about this!” I said, already thinking it through and realizing I didn’t totally hate the idea.
I had been gagging for a release for too long now.
I looked at Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad and noticed how big her breasts had gotten; also I could make out the shape of her nipples starting to poke through her thin top.
“It’s not like I haven’t seen a guy jacking off before, dad. It’s not like I’m gonna watch either I’ll just roll over and let you get on with it ok?”
The thought of Fātimah watching her husband jack off brought on another twitch from my hard Uncut Hindu Cock, which didn’t go unnoticed by either of us.
“Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad might have even jacked him off herself.” I thought, and then silently alerted myself for thinking such things.
Fātimah rolled over and closed her eyes.
“Go on just get on with it. Then we can both get back to sleep.” Fātimah was expecting to feel the bed move with My movements, but after a minute had passed with no sound or anything from the other side of the bed Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad rolled back over.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was shocked to see I still lying there with my shorts up and a look of turmoil on my face.
“I just can’t. Not with you here.” I said, noticing Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s slightly annoyed look.
Fātimah did understand, but she thought the situation desperately needed rectifying and so decided to take drastic action.
Before I could say anything Fātimah grabbed the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down to my knees.
“Just stroke it like this!” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad said gripping my hard Uncut Hindu Cock and running her hand quickly up and down with short strokes.
I looked like I was going to object, but my facial expression soon turned to one of deep pleasure as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad gripped my now throbbing Uncut Hindu Cock.
Fātimah had planned just to get me started then let me finish myself off, but the feeling of My Uncut Hindu Cock in her small hands, having me under her control was too intoxicating.
“Oh… baby… that’s soo…. Good, but… it’s so… wrong.” I panted.
Fātimah just mewed in pleasure; My Uncut Hindu Cock was the best Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had ever seen.
“Just this once daddy, I swear, after this you have to do it.”
Hearing Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad calling me ‘daddy’ as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad stroked me off pushed me over the edge.
Before I could say or do anything, my Uncut Hindu Cock erupted spewing out shot after shot of my hot thick Hindu cum.
My large balls had been filling up for sometime at least and it showed.
Fātimah remained kneeling next to me.
She could feel my warm Hindu cum running over her thighs, between her legs, dripping onto her calves before pooling onto the bed spread.
We were both panting yet neither looked at each other in the eye.
The silence seemed to last an age before it was broken by me.
“We should get cleaned up.”
I got up, grabbed a couple of towels from the cupboard, and handed one to Fātimah.
As Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad wiped herself down Fātimah couldn’t help but notice how long My Uncut Hindu Cock was even when soft, and it still looked so stunning.
I got back into bed after putting on my shorts again.
“We should try and get some sleep.”
“Good night daddy.”
“Sweet dreams baby.”
Little did I know how sweet Fātimah’s dreams were.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad thought she was horny before, but when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad woke the next morning her shorts were pretty much soaked through.
“Baby, what happened last night was a once off I swear. If it needs to be done again I’ll do it.”
“Ok dad” she replied simply almost running to the bathroom to try and ease her urges as best Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could.
The next night things were a little different.
Fātimah wasn’t woken by the feeling of My hard Uncut Hindu Cock pressing into her, but of quick movement from my side of the bed.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad rolled over and what Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad saw made her eyes bulge from their sockets.
The duvet covering my crotch area was tented up, rising and falling as my hand stroked myself beneath.
Fātimah could see my eyes were closed.
I was trying to concentrate.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad watched me for a couple of minutes, her excitement growing at knowing what I was doing and before she knew it, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was pulling the duvet off the bed.
An involuntary gasp escaped her lips at the sight of my huge member being gripped and tugged by my large hands.
“What the?” I started.
“Sorry daddy I just wanted to see you were doing ok.”
“Thank you baby, but we promised that I’d do it myself from now on.”
“I know daddy.” Fātimah said sweetly, her mouth and Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy watering. “But if you wanted me to do it for you just once more I don’t think I’d mind…” before waiting for an answer Fātimah removed my grip from my Uncut Hindu Cock and replaced it with her own.
“Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā, baby… ok, but really this has to be the last time.”
“Sure daddy.” Fātimah replied not really listening.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was too busy concentrating on my large throbbing Uncut Hindu Cock to care.
Neither of us spoke.
The grunts from me were enough for her to know Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was doing a good job and her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was on fire!
Fātimah added a twisting action to her stroking and it wasn’t long before Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could feel my balls tighten.
Although Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had more warning it was coming the volume of cum that ejaculated from My Uncut Hindu Cock still came as a surprise.
I groaned out loud as my first spurt shot straight up and landed on Fātimah’s small top, followed by a second and a third, the rest splattered wildly over our bodies.
When we had both calmed down I looked at Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad.
Fātimah started to take off her top.
“What are you doing?” I asked quickly.
“Well I can’t sleep in this now, can I?” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad replied.
Peeling off her cum soaked top, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could feel her breasts were a little sticky too from where it had soaked through but Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad didn’t want to say anything.
We both cleaned up again, Fātimah staring at my softening Uncut Hindu Cock and I looking at Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s breasts.
“When did they get so big and beautiful?” I wondered to myself as I tried to sleep.
The next morning Fātimah woke up first.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could already feel her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was soaking.
During the night Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had rolled over and was spooning with me, her arm draped over me resting her hand on my firm chest.
Before Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad knew what she was doing her hand wandered down over My stomach and was gripping my soft Uncut Hindu Cock.
I still asleep rolled onto my back and my Uncut Hindu Cock grew in Fātimah’s hands.
By the time I woke Fātimah was already well into my morning hand job.
“Fātimah…no….” I whimpered, but the sight of that extremely beautiful Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān little girl jacking me off again, this time with her large breasts bobbing free took over what little self restraint I had.
“It’s ok daddy, we can’t get it on my top again.” Fātimah giggled.
“Baby this is wrong, I’m your father, even if not real..”
“It’s just a hand job daddy, it’s not like we’re having sex or anything, and if you close your eyes I could just as easily be Ammī.”
I sighed an agreement, but I knew that if I closed my eyes I’d still imagine it was Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad expertly playing with my large Uncut Hindu Cock and balls.
Fātimah knew how to please me now and it really wasn’t long before once again I was covering us both with my sticky Hindu spunk.
Fātimah didn’t even flinch.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was really beginning to enjoy the feeling of my Hindu cum ALL over her.
I bravely got up and went to go to the bathroom.
Fātimah took the opportunity to scoop some of my Hindu cum off her breasts and lick her fingers clean.
To her immense surprise, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad loved the taste very much, and ate as much as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could.
Fātimah heard her Ammījān catching me outside the bathroom, poor old Durgesh, Fātimah thought.
That would be one awkward conversation, but Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad didn’t care.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad knew what she wanted and Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad wasn’t gonna stop until Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad got it…
Throughout the day, Fātimah tried her best to brush up against me as much as possible out of the view of the rest of her family.
I pretended not to notice, but it was becoming unbearable to the point that I was looking forward to bedtime and even suggested an early night.
I said it was to let my wife get some rest in the hope her condition would improve quicker.
Fātimah’s Ammījān had never seen her daughter so happy about bed time, but she was still too ill to think anything of it.
I was hard before I even got into bed and Fātimah burst into the room while I was just putting on my shorts.
“Why bother? We’re just gonna come off again.” Fātimah smiled slowly walking towards me.
“Now… now c’mon, Hunny we agreed last time was the last time…” I admonished her.
I could feel my heart rate increasing.
Fātimah stood behind me and reached around me stroking my chest.
My hard Uncut Hindu Cock began to throb wildly.
“Oh daddy, it’s just a little helping hand… we’re not doing anything wrong.”
“But you’re Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad. I’m your father…”
“A hand is a hand daddy, and an Uncut Hindu Cock is an Uncut Hindu Cock. Whether it’s my hand or yours this — ” Fātimah gave My Uncut Hindu Cock a small squeeze ” — is gonna get wanked off.”
I let out a little sigh of pleasure and Fātimah could feel my Uncut Hindu Cock give a twitch when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad used the word ‘wanked’.
“So he likes me to talk a little dirty?” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad said to herself.
I was not only enjoying the feeling of Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s small hands expertly working my thick, hard Uncut Hindu shaft, but I could feel her pert, firm breasts pressing into my back.
Inner turmoil raged through me, but as Fātimah started pushing me back onto the bed, I felt myself succumbing once again.
As I lay there, Fātimah stood next to the bed and peeled off her small t-shirt.
Her nipples were already hard and I had to stare as her breasts bobbed up and down slightly.
My eyes almost popped from their sockets when Fātimah continued to undress and pulled down her little shorts.
“Oh… oh Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā!” The words escaped my mouth before I could stop them.
“You approve daddy?” Fātimah asked as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad saw me staring at her bare Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy in all its smooth shaven Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān glory.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could feel it getting wetter and wetter and tonight Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was going to get it sorted!
“Would you like a closer look?”
Before I could answer, Fātimah jumped onto the bed and straddled my chest.
Her hairless wet Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy centimetres from my face.
I could smell her sex and it intoxicated me.
If he stretched my mouth out, I could kiss her.
“Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā! no! Saiyadah Fātimah, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad!” I cried to myself and turned my head away.
Fātimah could see it would take a little more convincing.
“So shall we sort this out then?” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad asked with a giggle.
Kneeling next to me Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad took my throbbing Uncut Hindu Cock in her hand and stroked it with long slow strokes.
Before long, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had me totally under her control and I was moaning and groaning quite loudly.
Fātimah started to worry that her aunt and uncle in the next room would hear.
“Oh baby! Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā. What if your Ammījān found out?” I managed to moan between deep heavy breaths.
Fātimah’s answer came as a grip-twist to my straining Uncut Hindu Penis and a squeeze of my heavy balls. “oooooooooh FUCK!”
Fātimah felt my balls literally churn.
“Well if I can’t cum I’m sure as hell not going to waste my!” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad thought to herself.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad looked up and saw My eyes were closed in ecstasy and Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad took her chance.
I was not prepared for what Fātimah did next, but as I tried to say something, anything, I found my voice had deserted me.
My Uncut Hindu Cock was engulfed by a warm wet sensation.
I looked down and saw Fātimah’s head swallowing my Uncut Hindu member whole.
“No Fātimah! That’s too far… Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā … no stop… ser…iously…”
Fātimah looked up at me with big puppy dog eyes. “Just one little suck daddy. It’s so big and tasty. One little suck wouldn’t hurt anyone. Please…” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could see the annoyed expression on my face as I fought within myself.
The urges towards Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad with the morality of the situation.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad helped me make up my mind by gently stroking my Uncut Hindu Cock continuously.
“OK baby. Just one suck, but only one ok? Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā, we shouldn’t be doing any of this. I’m your father!”
But Fātimah didn’t hear my last words.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was too busy sucking hard on my big thick Uncut Hindu Cock!
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had promised only one suck, so Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad made it long and slow.
Taking My entire length into her throat, sucking all the way, then stretching her little tongue out to tickle my balls before withdrawing even slower.
I had received blow jobs before, but none like this.
“Fuck, baby, where did you learn that?”
Fātimah let out a girly giggle at my use of the word ‘Fuck’ and smiled sweetly at me,
“Same place I learned this.” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad replied, gripping the base of my meat and sucking my heavy balls into her hot mouth.
Fātimah not only felt my balls swell at the attention, but my Uncut Hindu Cock throb close to cumming in her hand.
I looked down, there was still a little, tiny voice inside me that wanted to do the right thing,
“O…ok now, Fātimah, I think you should stop… and let me finish it now…”
My eyes were rolling into the back of my head, and with Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s mouth surrounding my balls, her cute, firm breasts were pressing into my thigh.
“Are you close, Daddy?” Fātimah asked, absent-mindedly stroking my thick Uncut Hindu Cock, knowing full well the answer.
I tried to remove Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s hands, “Ba…baby, pl…please.”
“You didn’t answer me, Daddy,” Fātimah replied, her innocent voice making a comeback, “Are-” another suck “-you-” another suck and a lick “-close?” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad didn’t have to wait for my answer.
Fātimah felt My Uncut Hindu Cock grow, swell in her hand and immediately swallowed my large soft head.
“Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā, Fātimah NO!” I shouted as I couldn’t hold it any longer, the sensation of Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s warm, wet extremely beautiful Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth surrounding just the head of my presently under-used Uncut Hindu Cock was too much.
Straight after the first shot of hot, thick Hindu cum exploded from my Uncut Hindu Dick I, sub-consciously, raised my hips, allowing my throbbing, spewing, meat to push deeper into Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s mouth.
Fātimah was in heaven, her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth was full to bursting with My Uncut Hindu Cock and was having my thick, tasty Hindu cum pumped deeper and deeper down her throat.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad tried swallowing as much as she could, but when I raised my hip, jamming yet more of my manhood into her, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad couldn’t keep up!
Cum started leaking out of the corners of her mouth and when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad finally felt the last of the spurts of my Hindu cum hit her tongue Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad pulled away.
I was gob-smacked.
Partly from the best blow job I had ever received, partly due to the best blow job I had ever received coming from Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad.
I felt my deflating Uncut Hindu Cock twitch at the sight of my cum dripping over Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s body.
Before I knew what was going on Fātimah leant down and kissed me hard on my Hindu lips.
I tasted Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s lips.
Yet, even the shock of the kiss hadn’t stunned me.
“Thank you Daddy!” Fātimah squealed, like a little girl getting the Eidul Fitr present Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had always wanted.
Then she realized what she had just done.
Blowing me was one thing, but kissing me hard on the lips, even Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had not planned.
Fātimah and I laid in bed, naked, before either found the words to say anything, it was I who went first, “Baby, what we just did…”
“No!… I mean yes, I mean…”
Fātimah started to pout, secretly loving my unease. “What DO you mean, Daddy?”
“We really have to stop this baby, or we might get too carried away…”
“How do you mean, Daddy?” but before I could respond Fātimah rolled on top of me, her breasts digging into my chest.
I could feel her nipples harden and the warmth flowing from her young Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy onto my lower stomach.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad wrapped her arms around my neck and started gently to move back and forwards on top of me.
“Do you mean like this?”
I looked at the pouting little girl on top of me and felt my Uncut Hindu Cock begin to harden once again.
I couldn’t help it, I needed sex and this girl was all but pulling my Uncut Hindu Cock into her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, but it was Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad!
The fact I was married hadn’t even occurred to me, and not even a pang of guilt flowed through me.
It was Not only at the thought of cheating on her Ammījān, but my more outrageous thought of,
“Is it really cheating if it’s Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad fucking me, Not I fucking her?”
Fātimah could see the turmoil I was going through and loved it.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could also feel my Uncut Hindu Cock begin to grow again and loved at how many times I could get it up.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad thought it was only young Hindu men who could perform more than once a night.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad decided to end the cruelty.
Besides, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad knew she could have me now.
So Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad cut me some slack,
“Well we wouldn’t want to get carried away would we, Daddy?” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad smiled and pulled herself off of me.
Pulling her body up first so her hard nipples brushed my lips, sending a jolt of electricity through her young, horny body.
“Err, no, you’re quite right…” I replied, confused, but thankful the temptation was gone.
“Sweet dreams, Daddy.” Fātimah smiled as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad turned over and went to sleep.
I couldn’t help but dream about the fantastic blow job I had received before we went to sleep and wondered if things would ever go back to normal between me and Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad.
My thoughts were short lived as the dream started feeling more and more real.
I woke slowly, the duvet had been tossed aside and there was Fātimah, cradling my balls, my throbbing Hindu shaft buried in her small mouth.
I couldn’t say anything; I knew it would be a futile effort if I tried.
I reasoned that I would have a talk with her after.
Fātimah knew I had awoken and the fact I had not said anything was working in her favor.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad swallowed as much of my Uncut Hindu Cock as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could before switching to sucking on my balls once again.
We were both naked and Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad could feel her nipples were harder than ever.
Once when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had been very horny, Ålī had made her cum from just sucking her nipples groping her breasts.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was way past horny right now and intended to get a lot more than just a suck and a fumble.
Kneeling beside me, Fātimah licked up and down my throbbing Uncut Hindu Cock, knowing I was close, and then stopped.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had to stifle a giggle when I sat up right almost asking why Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had stopped before remembering I was meant to be the voice of reason.
“Wh…what is it baby?” I asked, worried that Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad now saw this for the wrong it was and was about to run out screaming and crying.
Instead, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad did something much worse…
Having planned this out in her mind Fātimah’s heart was racing at the thought of actually going through with met…
“Do you think I’m sexy, Daddy?”
Caught on the verge of another great orgasm inside Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s mouth, my mind was not running with clarity.
I looked her in the eye, my Uncut Hindu Cock twitching as Fātimah started stroking my balls with her finger-nails,
“Why…Why do you ask, baby?”
“You always have your eyes closed, and always saying no, we shouldn’t do this…”
I knew I was caught now,
“It’s not that I don’t think you’re sexy, baby, I…”
Fātimah cut me off,
“So you think I have nice breasts?”
I had to admit I had stared at Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s breasts and noticed my mouth watering every time.
They were perfectly proportioned and the thought of just cupping them and kissing on those perky erect nipples made my heart race.
“I…I… well of course, I think they are very pretty.”
“Pretty, Daddy?!” Fātimah was smiling inside, this was going perfectly, “I want you to find them sexy!”
“I do!” I almost shouted.
I couldn’t help it and alerted myself straight after for my lack of control.
“Then I want you kiss them for me, Daddy? Just a little?”
I was not dumbstruck.
I knew it was coming.
It had to come.
I had already gone further than I knew was right, but those breasts were just too irresistible.
“What’s one little kiss?” She asked me.
Fātimah had now re-started stroking my Uncut Hindu Cock in long, slow strokes, causing my little brain to take over once again.
“OK, just a few kisses though…” Knowing I had to stop at just a few.
I leant in and ever so softly kissed the breast nearest me.
Slowly I planted several more around the nipple, then one last one on the tip of her erect nub, before stopping.
Fātimah couldn’t help but let out a soft moan at the contact of my warm Hindu lips with her breasts and instinctively leant into my mouth, but it was over too soon. Letting out an audible huff Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad started at me.
“What about the other one, Daddy?” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad asked, offering her other breast to me by raising it slightly with her free hand.
This time the reaction was more what Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad wanted.
My defenses crumbled, I allowed myself a little more than a few kisses, but no more!
I raised my hands up and cupped Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s breasts.
Kissing softly the second breast, I squeezed them slightly to another moan from Fātimah.
I loved her soft mews and allowed myself to go just a little bit further…
I took one of Fātimah’s nipples in my mouth and sucked.
Softly first, but then harder and harder.
I was welcomed by Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s hand gripping my Uncut Hindu Cock tighter as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad continued to stroke me off.
The damn of my resistance had been burst and I had now convinced myself that sucking and kissing her breasts was no longer such a big taboo.
Fātimah seemed to agree and Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad shifted her position to straddle my waist, my throbbing Uncut Hindu Cock poking up between our stomachs.
“I err… don’t think that’s such… a good idea.” I managed to say as I felt Fātimah’s hot, wet Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy almost dripping onto my balls.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was so close.
“Quiet, Daddy!” was her only response as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad pushed her breasts into my mouth.
“It’s only sucking…” I reminded myself as I feasted on the perfect mounds in front of me.
This felt better than Fātimah had even dreamed of.
Ålī was good, but he kissed and sucked her breasts like a pro.
Where Ålī was sometimes a bit eager and rough, I was patient and gentle, keeping her on the boil, bringing her to the brink slowly.
I hadn’t had such a pert, gorgeous pair of breasts to suck and nibble on for as long as I could remember and in my actions I didn’t seem to notice how Fātimah had leant us both down, so I was now on my back with Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad laying atop of me.
Although this was in the plan, she didn’t realize Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad would lose control like this.
It was going to happen now, no matter what Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had to do.
Slowly but surely Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad managed to lower her body, rubbing her dripping Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy up and down My Uncut Hindu Cock.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad felt the large, soft Hindu head open up her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān labial lips, and then, when I was sucking hard on one of her nipples Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad sank herself down!
At first I had no idea what had just happened, I felt the heat from Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad massaged my Uncut Hindu Cock with met, then all of a sudden a totally new sensation.
Realization hit me like a ton of bricks; I was INSIDE Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad!
I tried to get free, but Fātimah used her weight to keep me pinned down and my struggle only caused me to thrust my thick Uncut Hindu Cock into her deeper, more and more, deepest eventually.
She let out a squeal as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad felt me open her up and forced all her weight down on me to stop me from pulling out.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad pressed her breasts into my face, smashing me with them.
When Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad felt me stop struggling for a second Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad sat up right, still clenching the first couple of inches of my Uncut Hindu Cock with her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
“I’m sorry, Daddy!” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad lied, “I couldn’t help it, I got soo turned on and your Uncut Hindu Cock was just there, waiting for me to slide over it…”
“Fātimah, baby, you have to get off, this is more than wrong!”
Fātimah slid another inch down my Uncut Hindu Cock before continuing,
“I know, Daddy, but it feels so good. Doesn’t it? Just a few thrusts, daddy, please? I just want to see if I could take all of your Uncut Hindu Cock…”
I was trying my hardest to remain in control, but I couldn’t deny that my Uncut Hindu Cock had never been squeezed like this before.
I NEEDED a fuck, even if it was Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad.
“Just a few thrusts…” I told myself.
Fātimah started rocking her body, squeezing another inch inside herself.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had never felt so full!
“Just a few thrusts baby, then we have to stop.” I conceded, thinking it was the only way I would get Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad off me as quick as possible so we could regain a sense of normality.
“Oh thank you, Daddy!” Fātimah squealed, her giggles of joy causing her body to rock back and forward again.
Perhaps, I had never been so hard before in my life!
Fātimah didn’t take long to stuff her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy full of My Uncut Hindu Cock.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad knew she could never go back to Ålī, not after this Hindu monster.
She wanted me there now forever, never Ålī.
If her Ammījān can enjoy me, why can’t she herself too?
The hell with everything else!
Durgesh has to fuck her now on.
Durgesh has to fuck her now on.
Durgesh has to fuck her now on.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad placed her hands on my chest, which also served to squeeze her breasts together, and began to fuck me.
All pretence of being an innocent little girl was lost as Fātimah felt her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy stretched by my Uncut Hindu Cock.
“Oh yes! Fuck me! Oh harder, Daddy, harder! Fuck your baby, Allah that’s it!” Fātimah growled again and again.
I couldn’t help but be more turned on than ever before.
Not only was I fucking a beautiful young woman, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was talking dirty to me as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad rode my fat Uncut Hindu Cock.
The fact it was Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was lost on me for now and I just enjoyed fucking the tight Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy surrounding my Uncut Hindu shaft.
I loved the sight of her firm breasts bobbing around and was amazed at how her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy got hotter and hotter.
The few thrusts turned into a hot session of fucking, which ended for Fātimah in a screaming climax that could have woken the dead!
Having only had her fingers to satisfy her for the past few days, yet still having access to a beautiful Uncut Hindu Cock, meant Fātimah was bursting for a proper orgasm.
And My Uncut Hindu Cock did not disappoint.
It filled her to capacity as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad plunged it deeper and deeper inside herself.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad rode me hard, letting out all her pent up frustrations and didn’t hold back when she felt her orgasm brewing.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad let it wash over her like a wave of high voltage, before screaming as her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy clenched my Uncut Hindu Cock.
Her juices leaked out, covering my Hindu balls, squirting yet more over my stomach.
I was not shocked to see Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad squirt.
Instead, the sight of it triggered the start of my own Hindu orgasm.
It also brought me back to the stark reality of what was happening.
And for some reason the thought of cumming inside Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was too much right now,
“Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā! I can’t hold on! Get off baby, Fuck Get OFF!”
Fātimah would have been more than happy to continue riding the huge Hindu shaft of meat throbbing inside her, but as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad came down from her orgasm, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad felt my large hands on her hips, lifting her off.
In her dreamy state Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad allowed it only to feel moments later my cum squirt up between the two of us.
Nine powerful shots Fātimah counted.
We landed, splattering both her and I with hot thick spunk.
It dripped off her saliva covered breasts and mixed with her cum pooling on My stomach.
To Fātimah the sight was one of the horniest Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had ever seen and Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad couldn’t wait to ask.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad climbed off me, knelt beside me and licked our cum from my body, swallowing it hungrily.
I looked to the clock.
It was just coming to seven in the morning.
Hopefully the rest of the house had slept through it all.
Fātimah climbed up my body and snuggled against the man who fucked her Ammī as well.
“I’m sorry I got a bit carried away, daddy, but you can’t blame me when you have this incredible Uncut Hindu monster between your legs!” Fātimah smiled and giggled at me.
I looked Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad in the eye.
She knew that it was wrong and that she should never have let things get this far, but I also knew I could not stop it now.
Next time I might not even be able to get Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad off me when I came…
“That’s ok, baby,” I smiled back, “but we have to have more self control…”
“OK, daddy.” Fātimah said, massaging my Hindu cum into her breasts, wondering when she could fuck me again.
I lay there, trying to think of how I could control Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s urges, but as I was about to find out, that was the least of my worries.
More Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
23. A secret Smile
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
44. Hell, I revolt
64. I live with him
73. Under Open Sky
84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10
79. The Extent
89. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
98. Ahl-Al Bayt 16
99. Ahl-Al Bayt 17
100. Ahl-Al Bayt 18
101.Ahl-Al Bayt 19
102. Ahl-Al Bayt 20
103. Ahl-Al Bayt 21
104. Ahl-Al Bayt 22
105. Ahl-Al Bayt 23
106. Ahl-Al Bayt 24
107. Ahl-Al Bayt 25
108. Ahl-Al Bayt 26
109. Ahl-Al Bayt 27
110. Ahl-Al Bayt 28
111. Ahl-Al Bayt 29
112. Ahl-Al Bayt 30
114. The women in my life
More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
13. Eidul Fitr-1
18. Main térī dīvānī
21. Majājī Kħudā: 1
22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
23. Majājī Kħudā:3
24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
27. Pyār na dékhé ůmr:1
Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
9. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 6
10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7
11. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 8
12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9
36. Saamved: Mantr 1
Sixty One Eighteen in love
Kħadījah Akbar was a little surprised by the obvious intimate demonstration of how the sisters felt for one another.
It was almost unnatural the degree to which they took the kissing, yet Kħadījah Akbar couldn’t help but feel aroused.
The shower was a single room the size of a double garage tiled from floor to ceiling with two-inch squares of shiny white ceramic.
Along one wall, half a dozen silver showerheads stuck out from the wall overhead, and at waist level beneath them were single knobs.
There were five liquid soap dispensers mounted at shoulder level with one between each shower.
On the opposite wall were silver hooks for hanging towels or other things.
A plastic-lined hamper in one corner held used towels.
After hanging their fresh towels up, Åāýéshah Ůsmān walked up to the first shower.
Fātimah Ůsmān had a devious plan in mind and waited, allowing Kħadījah Akbar to move in between them.
After adjusting the water temperature, they soaked their bodies, letting the warm stream to rinse the sweat away.
Kħadījah Akbar stood there with her head bent over, allowing the water to filter through her long blonde mane.
“Mind if I wash your back?” Fātimah Ůsmān asked.
Kħadījah Akbar’s head shook, indicating her willingness.
Her mind was on the thought of being with a man, hands roaming over her supple skin, lips sucking on the swollen, aching nipples before the hard tip of a man’s Uncut Hindu Cock pushed deeply into her wanting sex.
Had it not been for the twins flanking her, Kħadījah Akbar would’ve pressed a hand between her legs and fingered herself to a much-needed orgasm.
Åāýéshah Ůsmān heard the exchange and wasn’t about to be left out of the action.
When Fātimah Ůsmān turned toward Kħadījah Akbar her eyes met her sister’s and they silently agreed to share the instructor they both had quite strong feelings for.
Fātimah Ůsmān staked out Kħadījah Akbar’s left side as Åāýéshah Ůsmān claimed the right.
Suddenly four soapy hands were massaging the instructor’s tired shoulders and upper back.
It felt wonderful to her and she made her enjoyment known with soft, waterlogged sighs and moans.
While periodically refilling their palms with additional soap the welcome caresses continued down her back.
It felt so good to be touched like this, Kħadījah Akbar thought with a sigh.
They had such skilled fingertips that she silently wondered, especially after the deep tongue kiss, if they did things like this all the time to each other.
Why couldn’t she have had a sister like one of them?
Did the sisters shower together, and rub one another’s bodies?
If they kissed lips, did they also tongue the “other” lips?
Why was she even thinking of such things?
Yet the more she did the hotter she became.
Once the hands soaped her lower back they returned to her shoulders, leaving Kħadījah Akbar wanting for more but suspecting she wouldn’t get it.
After dispensing more soap they moved to her front, rubbing down her upper chest before lowering to her breasts.
When their loving fingers encompassed both swells, all was lost.
The soap acted as a lubricant, as much for her mind as for her entire Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body.
The hands glided all over the bare tits, palms and fingers pinching and squeezing the entire slick surfaces.
Two hands caressed each tit over and over, fingertips briefly swirling on top of and around the hardened nipples.
The warmth in her loins surged into a fiery passion.
When her eyes opened and her head turned towards Fātimah Ůsmān in an expression of thanks, the twin kissed her lips.
Kħadījah Akbar had never kissed another Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman before but there was no hesitation in the embrace as tongues anxiously entwined in deep, desperate kisses.
The hands slowly inched lower over her flat belly.
Fātimah Ůsmān’s fingers were then sifting through the thin, narrow patch of tangled curls just above Kħadījah Akbar’s Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, which was now aching with want.
The puffy lips were partially opened, making it easy for a finger to dip into the moist, warm valley between them.
Fātimah Ůsmān probed her femininity and teased the enlarged nub of her clit.
With a loud gasp Kħadījah Akbar’s body stiffened and shuddered as joyous surges of pleasure enveloped her needy flesh.
The gasp was followed by moans as Fātimah Ůsmān maintained the stroking of her clit.
Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s fingers found her way there, a finger gently working into her wet Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hole.
When the single digit found its way into the canal, a second joined in, stretching the opening wider.
After splashing water to wash away the last remnants of soap Fātimah Ůsmān’s lips locked onto Kħadījah Akbar’s left nipple.
Åāýéshah Ůsmān followed the lead, capturing the right.
They gave the aerobics instructor all the stimulation she could handle.
With two fingers fucking her Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt, another tweaking her clit, and both aching nubs being licked and sucked, she was a prisoner of her own desire.
A moth caught in the flame.
“Oh yes!” her voice weakly cried out, overwhelmed by the last thing she had ever expected.
Kħadījah Akbar gave in to the growing warmth of delight as it flooded her form.
She embraced the peals of pleasure erupting from deep within her loins.
Soon the increasing passion built into a rising crescendo that had her on the very edge of orgasm.
“Uh! Uh! Uhhhhhh!” she weakly cried out.
Her exquisitely etched body clenched hard in sexual release.
As the twins maintained their touching and sucking, Kħadījah Akbar found herself in the throes of ecstasy.
She wildly shook in uncontained, unrestrained convulsions as all of the pent-up energy was released at once.
Juice flooded her Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt as her muscles tightened, her luscious form quaking in one earth-shattering explosion of passion unleashed.
When her stiff body went limp, the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls pulled away.
Kħadījah Akbar didn’t know what word of thanks to offer and only gave them a look, first at Fātimah Ůsmān, and then to Åāýéshah Ůsmān, with a smile and a thoughtful nod.
They smiled back, indicating their pleasure at having pleased her.
Quite content to have an audience, Fātimah Ůsmān moved behind Åāýéshah Ůsmān, and began washing her shoulders.
Her hands then worked their way down her front, hands squeezing on both perky breasts while tweaking the stiff, throbbing nipples.
Åāýéshah Ůsmān was once more alarmed as Fātimah Ůsmān broke the golden rule once more by publicly showing sexual affection, but surrendered herself to the physical joy.
On impulse, Kħadījah Akbar pumped some soap into one palm, rubbed it into lather, and reached her hand between Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s thighs.
The older Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman had never touched another Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girl before, and she found it to be strangely exciting.
The curiosity she’d had all her life was finally playing itself out.
After rubbing the length a middle finger pressed between them and into the warm feminine valley within.
Kħadījah Akbar could feel Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s body shuddering as if with great delight at being touched so intimately.
Of course she was familiar with female anatomy and easily found the bump of Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s clit, yet it also felt so odd as she stroked another Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman’s Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.
She was suddenly filled with a desire to do so much more, but Fātimah Ůsmān had a grip on both her sister’s breasts and was kneading them harshly.
The sight of the two sisters expressing their deep emotional affection for one another in this sexual act was as erotic as it was unnatural.
Their lips were tightly compressed, tongues wrestling in one another’s mouths.
Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s hands were rubbing her own taut lower belly, but then she blindly reached out for Kħadījah Akbar, finding her shoulders.
When Åāýéshah Ůsmān anxiously placed downward pressure on Kħadījah Akbar’s shoulders, her desire was quite clearly communicated.
Shaking with nervous apprehension the older Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman lowered to her knees.
In an impressive display of natural agility Åāýéshah Ůsmān raised her right leg, placing the bottom of the foot on the waist-high faucet and leaned back against Fātimah Ůsmān for support.
Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was very much exposed and accessible, and with trembling fingers, Kħadījah Akbar further separated the swollen labia and revealed the lush pink valley within.
She felt hands being wrapped around the back of her head, guiding her mouth where it was most desired, centered on the enlarged clit.
Recalling how the twins had satisfied her passion, Kħadījah Akbar worked two fingers into the tight, wet canal and began stretching the narrow opening.
The Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girl began writhing quite strongly, encouraging Kħadījah Akbar to increase the pace and power of the thrusts.
For another few minutes, Kħadījah Akbar did her best to keep the two fingers ramming hard into her hot Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt while licking on and around the bump of sensitized flesh.
It was the strangest thing the instructor had ever done before yet it gave her an incredible sense of power as she engaged in the twisted act of love between twin sisters.
But it also made sense to her at some level, for why wouldn’t the two Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girls be doing this to one another, pleasing one another as only another Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān woman truly could?
And then Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s body clenched hard.
Kħadījah Akbar could feel the added friction as the Panjvaqtā Namazī Sunni Musalmān girl’s Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt constricted around the fingers.
She could feel fresh juice as the wetness suddenly increased.
Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s form was wildly writhing, making it hard to keep her mouth on its target.
The twin’s voice was gasping aloud, thankfully muffled by the water running from three of the showers.
When the orgasm had run its course, the hands around her head gently pushed Kħadījah Akbar’s face away and the instructor rose back to her feet.
Fātimah Ůsmān smiled at Kħadījah Akbar and then her gaze shifted down to her mouth, a hunger in those lovely eyes.
Without speaking a word, Fātimah Ůsmān turned her back to Kħadījah Akbar and leaned against her front.
When Fātimah Ůsmān’s head turned to the right and leaned back, Kħadījah Akbar understood.
She leaned her head forward, their lips embracing in a kiss that was immediately passionate as their eager tongues entwined.
Both hands reached around to Fātimah Ůsmān’s front, cupping and kneading the firm swells as thumbs and index fingers pinched on the hardened tips.
Although Kħadījah Akbar couldn’t see, she was pretty sure Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s face was buried between her sister’s parted thighs, feasting on her properly shaved little Panjvaqtā Namāzī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Cunt.
Her mind conjured up the erotic image of Åāýéshah Ůsmān’s darting tongue probing her sister’s slit and hungrily devouring the stiffened clit as two fingers anxiously slid in and out of the tight canal.
To see two sisters so much in love and so eager to demonstrate it was refreshing.
The efficiency of the pair was surprising, and within a few minutes Kħadījah Akbar felt Fātimah Ůsmān’s sexy form suddenly tighten.
Their lips separated as Fātimah Ůsmān quietly cried out, her entire Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān body shaking with incredible force as it convulsed in spasms of sheer ecstasy.
For several seconds the quaking continued and Kħadījah Akbar held on tightly while squeezing the soft tits in her hands.
It may not have been the longest shower she had ever taken, but it was by far the most pleasurable and enlightening.
She’d known the twins for the past year and wondered from time to time if there was more between them than met the eye, and now she understood just how correct that sense had been.
Why they chosen to reveal that side of them to her she couldn’t be sure, but she was glad that they had.
Åāýéshah Ůsmān questioned in a pissed-off voice as they got into the car they shared.
“What was that all about anyway?”
Fātimah Ůsmān, whose turn it was to drive, pulled the seat belt across her waist and left shoulder.
“What are you talking about?”
“What am I talking about?” Åāýéshah Ůsmān questioned in disbelief. “Hello! The shower, Kħadījah Akbar, us, all of it!”
Fātimah Ůsmān waved in a dismissive gesture and smiled.
“I saw how she reacted to the kissing; she was surprised but I think it was a turn-on for her.”
“Ammī warned us we have to be especially careful of showing how we feel for each other in public places, because some people wouldn’t understand how special we are to each other.” Åāýéshah Ůsmān reminded her of the family conversation they’d had following their eighteenth birthdays when their feelings for each other first became apparent.
Fātimah Ůsmān was surprised.
Fātimah Ůsmān also laughed mischievously,
Nādirah Ůsmān laughed again.
Fātimah Ůsmān winked at her brilliant Ammījān.
Nādirah Ůsmān smiled.
“You both are adults now. You both are PhD. Don’t you really understand why is it so?”
Åāýéshah Ůsmān intervened.
“We have our own conclusions, Ammī. But we want to hear from you. There must be some reason after all; you hate Musalmeen so much that you proposed a 61 year old Hindu, Durgesh, to your 18 years teen daughters too.”
Nādirah Ůsmān sighed.
“I never hate Musalmeen, darling.”
“I sympathize with them.”
Fātimah Ůsmān smiled cunningly.
“Isn’t it more humiliating, more embarrassing, more mortifying, more shameful, more degrading, and more crushing, for the Musalmeen, Ammī, than only to hate them?”
“How degrading, Ammī!”Fātimah Ůsmān said scornfully.
“If you peruse the Musalmeen impartially, impassively, you’ll find one cold and hard fact. Most of the Musalmeen are either illiterates or under educated men. The Islamic movement was a military movement, not an ideological one. That’s why it is defeated in India and that’s why the Western Culture also defeated it.”
“I think our Ammījān is right.”
“The Indian culture, i.e. Hindu culture I mean, was a scientific, democratic and thoroughly rational culture. Illiterate Islamic culture could never win it.”Nādirah Ůsmān told her daughters, “That’s why the West was defeated at first, but when the Hindu literature was translated into English, German and other languages, the West itself developed a scientific, democratic and thoroughly rational culture, like Hinduism. And defeated the military movement of Islam with its new ideological weapons.”***
Fātimah cried to herself as she lay in her bed.
“Oh not again!”
For the second night in a row, her body woke her up due to the tingling sensations in her lower body.
Although she wore, pajama shorts and so did the owner of the Uncut Hindu Cock she could still feel it move with each breath.
Normally she wouldn’t mind having an erect penis in her bed.
It was the holidays and Fātimah’s parents had invited her aunt and uncle down.
There were no spare rooms in the Al Kħadījah Al Durgesh household so Aunt Nīlofar and Uncle Kr’shñ used Fātimah’s room, while she shared with her parents in their king-sized double bed.
Aunt Nīlofar had already married a Hindu, Uncle Kr’shñ.
She was an ardent lover of Faith Freedom.Org.
“If you are so impressed with the site, why do you still offer Panjvaqtā Namaz?”
Nīlofar Qamar smiled.
“Well, it keeps my beauty sharpened for you.”
“Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā!” Uncle Kr’shñ looked at the audience helplessly.
It had never really been a problem before, but that was because last time they shared a room Fātimah was a lot younger and problems like the one occurring now didn’t come up.
These eversexiest Hindus!
Without thinking, as if by reflex, Fātimah pressed her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān ass back into her Hindu father’s crotch.
I let out a moan in my sleep and Fātimah suddenly realized what she did.
“Allah!” she whimpered, “what am I doing?”
She got out of bed and practically ran to the bathroom down the hall.
Once in she locked the door and splashed her face with cold water.
She looked at herself in the mirror.
Her pink string strap vest clung tightly to her pert, c-cup breasts, turning see through where the water from her face dripped down.
Fātimah stared deep into her green eyes.
“It’s your father, even if your Ammījān is not duly married to him. Even if it’s only a live in relationship. What are you doing?” she kept asking herself.
It had now been four days since she had been with Ålī, her husband, and it would be at least a week before she would get to see him again.
Fātimah’s parents knew she dated, but if they found out she was screwing Ålī every moment possible they would throw her out of the house for sure!
She looked at the clock in the bathroom, 8.10am.
No one was really an early riser during the holidays, but she felt wide-awake now and decided to run a bath.
Pulling off her shorts and top, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad slid into the hot soapy water and rubbed her body down getting it used to the temperature.
She enjoyed the feel of her soft smooth skin and before Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad knew it her hands were sliding up her inner thighs and her fingertips brushing her young Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
It was only when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad let out an involuntary moan she realized exactly what she was doing.
She couldn’t remember the last time Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had touched herself.
As soon as she had discovered Hindu boys 4 years ago, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad found it easy to get them to do things for her.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had no need to get herself off with boys so easy to control, and once Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad started going out with Ålī they fooled around and fucked each other whenever possible.
She could not understand why her parents wanted her not to screw Ålī even, while Ålī was her duly married husband.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had forgotten how good it felt to stroke her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy in the bath.
She kept herself clean-shaven.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad found guys were more trying to go down on her, with no hair in the way.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad did like to get eaten out.
But it was also when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad got wet she really got wet.
She loved the feeling of hands sliding all over her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy lips when slick with her juices.
Fātimah leant back against the bath and spread her legs.
She was even bending them so her knees stuck out of the water.
With two fingers, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad pressed them between her two lips easily sliding them deeper and deeper, until on her long strokes, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad found her tight Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hole.
It was extremely hot, hotter than the water of the bath and Fātimah felt her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy almost suck her two fingers inside her.
It wasn’t long before Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad was sliding them in and out all the way up to her knuckle and about to add a third finger, stretching herself, as she finger fucked her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Her free hand went from tugging and pinching her erect nipples to playing with her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit.
Fātimah was moaning and panting as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm.
“Oh, Ålī!” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad moaned as she plunged her fingers as deep as she could, curving them to brush her g-spot.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad smiled to herself as the image of her husband fucking her drove her to pump her fingers harder and faster; imagining they were Ålī’s limp cut Musalmān Cock.
Any worries of waking up the rest of the house were forgotten, as the water was splashed about.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad bit her lower lip as she felt her orgasm approaching trying to stifle her screams.
Faster and faster Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad pumped, in her mind looking down her tight body seeing that wonderful Uncut Hindu Cock sliding in and out she once seen fucking her Ammījān out.
Eventually Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad had to bite down on her fist to quiet her screams as her whole body started to shake.
Fātimah let her eyes wander up the body of the guy fucking her Ammījān, loving the feelings rushing through her body, but when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad got to the face it wasn’t that of Ålī smiling back at her, it was that of her Hindu father, Durgesh.
“Allah, Yā Allaaaaaaah! No!” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad cried, but she was too far-gone and it felt so good.
Her orgasm rushed through her as the image of her Hindu father leaning over her thrusting my large Uncut Hindu Cock into her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was front of her mind.
Fātimah felt a stream of juices flow from her used Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy and the familiar muscle spasms that followed any extreme cum that had her squirt.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad didn’t squirt every time she came, but when Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad did it was the most exhilarating experience.
“Allah, Yā Allaaaaaaah, Allah, Yā Allaaaaaaah.” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad murmured again and again. “My own Hindu father… No, it was just in my imagination, it doesn’t mean anything!”
Fātimah let out a sigh and sunk lower into the bath, planning on staying until kicked out.
A short while after a knock came at the bathroom door.
“Are you almost done in there?”
It was Fātimah’s uncle.
“Yeah I’ll be right out.” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad called back.
Wrapping a towel around herself Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad unlocked the door and walked past him.
He was standing a little too close for comfort and he pressed into her as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad passed.
“Was he checking me out?” she asked herself as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad walked into her room totally forgetting to knock.
What Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad saw when she looked inside made her gasp out loud.
Her father in his sleep had kicked off the covers and was now lying on his back.
Fātimah could easily see the large Uncut Hindu rod that was my Uncut Hindu Cock outlined by my shorts, but it wasn’t that which had made her gasp.
It was so long that it was poking out over the top of the waist band, almost reaching my belly button.
Fātimah felt her mouth begin to water, then cursing herself for thinking that way about her father, even if not real father, Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad silently left the room before knocking loudly and waiting for her parents to wake up.
“Yeah come in its ok.” they mumbled.
This time as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad entered she saw that I had pulled the covers up hiding myself from her view and her Ammījān was sitting up too.
“You’re gonna have to leave dad, I want to get dressed.”
“What? Oh, yeah fine.”
Fātimah watched smiling a little, as I tried to get out of the bed and grab a towel without showing off my Hindu arousal.
Fātimah wasn’t sure, whether it was she that was having this effect on me or if it was just the presence of her Ammījān.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad intended to find out before things got carried away.
She wanted the big Uncut Hindu tool, she had just seen, inside her.
That night before bed, Fātimah’s Ammī, Kħadījah, had said she felt she was coming down with something.
Not wanting to pass on an illness to her husband and daughter Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad went to sleep on the sofa leaving Fātimah and her dad in the bed alone.
We were in bed, both lying on our backs, Fātimah in shorts and t-shirt, I in just my shorts again waiting for sleep to hit.
Fātimah brought up the subject,
“So is it me?”
“What?” I asked a little gravely.
“Is it me that gets you hard or just the fact you’re missing sex at present at least?”
My eyes hardened on her.
“I don’t think you know what you’re talking about!”
I turned away from her signaling the end of the conversation.
Fātimah just sighed and rolled over too deciding to wait until the inevitable happened.
Sure enough a couple of hours later Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad awoke from her nice dream feeling the throb of My Uncut Hindu Cock against her lower back.
“Allah, Yā Allaaaaaaah! It feels even bigger!” Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad moaned to herself torn between enjoying the feeling of the huge Uncut Hindu Cock pressed against her and waking up I to talk about the cause.
Morality won over and Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad shook me awake rolling me onto my back.
“Wha? What is it?” I moaned.
“This.” Fātimah replied patting the large tent in the duvet, ignoring the twinge of excitement from her Panjvaqtā Namazī Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy as Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad did so.
Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad pulled the duvet away from us both so there was nothing hiding my arousal.
“Now is this because of me or not?” she shouted.
“NO!” I almost scolded her, noticing for the first time how good Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad actually looked in the dim lighting. “I just haven’t… you know… for a while.”
“You can say wank you know, we both know all guys do it dad.”
I was not shocked at Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s use of language and my Uncut Hindu Cock gave an involuntary twitch.
“OK, well I haven’t been able to wank recently what with all the family being here and you obviously know your Ammījān and I haven’t… for a while and I’m now sharing a room with you.”
I didn’t notice how Saiyadah Fātimah Muħammad’s eyes hadn’t left my Hindu crotch since the duvet had been pulled away.
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The only man she loved
During last summer, my new Musalmān ‘wife’, Kħadījah Sheikħ, with her younger daughter, Saiyadah Fātimah Muhammad, had gone to see her sick mother at her home town and was likely to come back after four days.
Her elder daughter, Zainab Muħammad, was studying in a university in another city.
She had come home for summer vacations and on that Friday night, after having dinner with me had gone to her bedroom for her studies.
It was 10.00 PM and I was lying alone in my bed.
As usual, I was playing with my Uncut Hindu Dick in my loose shorts waiting for someone of my countless Musalmān beloveds to come there, so as to release its tension.
It was a normal ritual for me before I go to sleep, particularly if any of my Musalmān ‘wives’ is away.
Usually I sleep in my shorts and without any shirt.
Suddenly my door opened and my Musalmān daughter, Zainab Muħammad, entered my bedroom.
I pulled my hand out of my shorts and smiled at her.
I was not sure whether she had noticed my movement or not.
She cried that her air-conditioning unit had gone out of order and if I could fix the problem.
I was still feeling aroused lying with my legs squeezed to hide my swollen Uncut Hindu Dick and was not in a position to get up.
I told her to go down in the living room for studies and I would try to fix it in the meanwhile.
Zainab Muħammad, however, insisted to check it immediately as she wanted to sleep a little early instead of studying.
Having no other option, reluctantly, I got up, tried to hide my bulge in my legs and moved with her.
Zainab Muħammad was watching my move curiously.
But she refrained to ask any thing.
After checking her air-conditioning unit, we found ourselves helpless in fixing the problem.
I told her to sleep in the living room.
But Zainab Muħammad refused to go down alone and instead insisted that either I should also go down or else she would sleep in my bedroom.
Despite seeing my negative expression, she, without further discussion brought her pillow and blanket and looked ready to sleep on the carpet.
Thirty minutes passed and I still found her uncomfortably changing her sides due to hard floor under the carpet.
I asked her to sleep on the bed with the intention that I either could go down in the living room or would sleep at her place on the carpet.
Zainab Muħammad was not my real daughter.
Yet, still being my loving daughter, she did not want me to be uncomfortable.
She requested me to sleep on one side of my double bed.
I reluctantly agreed, compromising my freedom in the bed.
She laid herself down quietly on right side of my bed turning her back towards me.
Very soon, I heard her snoring.
Feeling relaxed I once again put my hand in my shorts and started stroking my Hindu Member.
I was controlling myself, when all of a sudden, I felt Zainab Muħammad changing her side towards me.
I immediately stopped my movement and pretended to sleep.
While rolling towards me her extremely beautiful Musalmān body had come in complete contact with my ravenous Hindu body.
I was cautious, as my hard and firm Uncut Hindu Dick was now pressing under the upper part of her leg, generally touching inner part of her thigh.
Thinking that she was my new Musalmān ‘wife’s Musalmān daughter, from her Musalmān husband, my sexual desire was controlled by me and soon my Uncut Hindu Dick became soft.
However, I was unable to catch my sleep as her soft leg was still pressing my soft Uncut Hindu Dick.
Zainab Muħammad was wearing loose shorts and a loose shirt with top two buttons opened.
With dim lights on, in my bed, I could see the cheeks of her white boobs.
My goodness she was without a bra like her Ammījān while sleeping.
She was looking gorgeous.
I started feeling aroused and my Hindu Member was once again becoming bigger and bigger under her soft leg.
Realizing our relationship, I was watchful.
Like any Eastern father, I could and even now I can lay my life for the honor and happiness of my daughter but that scene was making me crazy.
She was not my real daughter, after all.
I tried to turn my attention towards my business and other routines but just one unintentional move on her part again brought my attention back to the same point.
She moved her legs away for a while and I remained unmoved thinking that the nightmare was over.
But soon her right leg was back, this time a little more up with sharp bend in her knee, making her beautiful round Musalmān ass in loose shorts visible and her boobs touching my right arm.
With this movement of hers, my right hand was trapped between her legs.
Sexual desire was overpowering my passionate love for her.
My heart was thumping heavily in my chest with the next thought I had in my mind.
Ultimately, my Hindu lust and courage prevailed and I, cautiously, put my hand on the naked part of her leg.
For quite some time, I remained unmoved trying to assess the next situation and her reaction.
Seeing no move on her part, I started slowly messaging upper part of her leg.
This lasted for about ten minutes and then I gradually moved my hand towards her back and gave her slow message over the shirt.
With still being cautious, I gathered some courage and inserted my hand under her shirt.
I kept messaging her naked back up and down the spine for quite some time.
She was still sleeping or God knows pretending to sleep, which gave me some more courage and slowly I moved my hand towards her extremely beautiful round Musalmān ass.
Carefully giving her Musalmān ass a sound message, I tried to locate her ass cheeks with my finger.
Still seeing no reaction or disapproval, I started caressing her ass cheeks with slow movement of my finger, rubbing it from bottom to top.
Touching her asshole over her shorts, turned me on and I could feel the sensation in my whole Hindu body with a drop of pre cum juicy water oozing out from the tip of my Uncut Hindu Dick.
The love now overpowered my precautions and I started rubbing her Musalmān ass cheeks with little more vigor.
I pulled her right leg a little further up thereby parting both legs sufficiently.
That was the time to feel the touch of her heavens hidden between her sexy legs in the loose shorts.
I again put my fingers in her Musalmān ass cheeks and gently rubbed them down to her Musalmān Pussy.
I could feel the wetness in her shorts.
She just mumbled a bit which made me vigilant and I stopped my movement.
She moved a bit and then changed her side turning her back towards me.
I remained unmoved till she started snoring again in couple of minutes.
I once again took the courage and placed my hands on her thighs.
Her back was naked.
I inserted my hand in her shirt and moved my hand slowly towards her naval.
Zainab Muħammad quivered a bit which made me alert once again but I did not stop and gradually moved my hands to feel the touch of her Musalmān breasts.
In the meanwhile, I unbuttoned her shirt discreetly.
Oh my goodness, those medium size round boobs with small hard nipples in my hand were enthralling.
I wanted to see them, feel them with my lips and kiss them badly.
But I could not muster sufficient passion to pull her towards me or make her lay on her back facing up side.
Pressing her nipples with my thumb and index finger was enough to make my Uncut Hindu Dick rock hard, oozing my juices in my shorts.
I moved my hands down and slowly pulled her shorts down to her knees.
I could see Zainab Muħammad’s beautiful white Musalmān ass for the first time.
I started caressing her naked Musalmān ass cheeks and slowly moved down to her wetland.
I touched her wet Musalmān Love Hole with my finger but could not see it.
Then I moved my hand towards her tummy and slowly leapt down to touch her Musalmān Pussy.
I could feel velvet like bush in her pelvic region.
I was so amazed to feel her soft bush that I started playing with it.
Gradually my index finger moved further down to feel the Musalmān heaven of heavens.
I had to move slowly to avoid any repercussion and reaction, as Zainab Muħammad being part of a modern family, but still from conservative eastern society, was supposed to be a virgin.
I gently pulled her left leg towards me to have a clear access to her Musalmān Love Hole.
I could easily feel the juices oozing out of her wet Musalmān Pussy.
What did it mean?
Was she awake?
Was she enjoying and welcoming my activities?
After rubbing her Musalmān Pussy lips and Musalmān Clitoris in a slow motion, I advanced to insert my finger inside.
To my surprise and good luck, my finger slid inside without much difficulty and I started pumping my finger in her juicy Musalmān Cunt.
I noticed a quiver in her body, followed by a mumble and a moan.
I pulled my finger out and put it in her mouth.
To my surprise, the taste of her pre cum was so nice that Zainab Muħammad licked it all.
I was shocked and surprised to notice that her Musalmān Hymen was already broken.
I felt relieved and happy considering she had already broken her hymen through cycling, running or masturbation, whatsoever, for which I was not to be blamed.
I made my fingers moist with my swab and this time tried to insert two fingers together.
I tried to part her legs a bit more but before I could do it she again moved and this time she lay straight on her back with her legs already apart making a big V shape.
Her boobs were out of her shirt facing the sky as I had unbuttoned her shirt.
Her neatly trimmed bush was covering the upper part of her Musalmān Pussy.
A thin line indicating her pink Musalmān Pussy lips between her naked legs was becoming unbearable for me.
Seeing her in that position for the first time, I could not control myself and violently came in my shorts, oozing out every drop of my cum.
Feeling wet, I went to the washroom, cleaned myself and then came out without my shorts.
My Uncut Hindu Dick still painfully hard, was looking for some messiah to relieve it from that agony.
Though still watchful and cautious, I thought to end that episode right there and then.
But my young sexy Musalmān girl was still lying in the same position with her naked round Musalmān breasts and rosy nipple buds, perhaps waiting for the best time ahead.
Further, down her flat tummy with deeply engraved naval, neatly trimmed pubic hair and rosy Musalmān Pussy lips with Musalmān Clitoris jetting out of her Musalmān Cunt lips encouraged me to explore all the regions a little more.
I carefully climbed the bed from her side, adjusting my position between her legs with my face right over her Musalmān Pussy.
My heartbeat increased with my intentions.
I slowly pulled her shorts further down and finally removed them completely.
The little angle was now absolutely in the dress which nature had designed for all of us.
I moved my face further down and smelled her Musalmān Pussy.
It seemed so good that I wanted to kiss it badly without any delay.
My warm breath perhaps touched her Musalmān Pussy and she moved her hips a little up.
Accidentally my nose touched her Musalmān Pussy lips and I could feel her mumble and moaning.
I brought my Uncut Hindu Penis out and mildly touched the cleavage in her legs.
I could now feel her hips rising up to feel the touch of my Uncut Hindu Penis.
Encouraged by this positive nod, which I thought so, I gave a long stroke to her Musalmān Pussy lips with my juicy Uncut Hindu Penis.
Zainab Muħammad moved a bit but there was no further action.
With that, I started giving her deep strokes with my fleshy Uncut Hindu Penis and started inserting it inside her.
Zainab Muħammad was reciprocating by thrusting her hips up and down rhythmically.
I opened her Musalmān Pussy lips with my thumbs and now inserted my Uncut Hindu Penis deep inside her wet land.
Her hips were dancing to the tune of my Uncut Hindu Penis movement.
Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā, it was really amazing.
I fucked her both Musalmān Love Holes in one stroke for quite some time.
Zainab Muħammad was mumbling.
Down town, my Uncut Hindu Penis now again entered her Musalmān Love Tunnel.
I started pumping her Musalmān Pussy like a drill machine.
Zainab Muħammad quivered and then her body jerked violently.
Her legs firmly closed and she squeezed my Uncut Hindu Penis inside her Musalmān Pussy.
I could feel her Musalmān Pussy walls contacting around my Uncut Hindu Penis.
Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā, Zainab Muħammad was Cuming and Cuming.
Her legs, Musalmān Pussy and all the pelvic region was flooded with gushing Musalmān water coming out of the Musalmān tunnel.
Never before, I had seen so much cum on my Uncut Hindu Penis.
I did not want her to get up feeling wet, go to washroom for cleaning purpose and feel embarrassed.
I cleaned Zainab Muħammad with a cloth, her Ammījān and I used for the purpose.
I continued cleaning her wetland for five minutes or so, till I had cleaned all the heavenly juices.
While I was cleaning her Musalmān Pussy, Zainab Muħammad started rhythmic move once again with her hips moving up and down.
I knew she was ready for my love, but not even once, she opened her eyes.
The shy Musalmān child never wanted to either get herself embarrassed or make me feel embarrassed.
Believe me, this time it was not lust but sheer love and affection for each other.
We were willing to cooperate and fulfill each other’s love needs in a secretive manner.
I slowly and passionately entered my Uncut Hindu Penis in Zainab Muħammad’s Musalmān Vagina.
With our genital parts already sufficiently lubricated, my Uncut Hindu Dick conveniently entered her Musalmān love canal and soon we were pumping together.
I put my hands under her extremely beautiful Musalmān buttocks, raised them up and started pumping her fast with my lips kissing her ear lobes.
Her face was on one side, still sleeping or pretending to sleep but her lips were clinched.
Her butts were squeezing, clinching, contracting and expanding with every move of my Uncut Hindu Penis inside a place, which hitherto was a no go, zone for me.
My heart was throbbing fast and so was my Uncut Hindu Dick.
I could also hear her heartbeat and increasing speed of her breathing.
Her Musalmān body movement was becoming violent and so was mine.
I was about to cum and was feeling her contraction and increasing force around my throbbing Uncut Hindu Penis.
Zainab Muħammad was also about to cum.
But with all decency, we never moaned loudly.
The moment I felt my Uncut Hindu Dick pressed around its neck with contracting force of her Musalmān Pussy walls and getting my balls wet with flooding juices coming out of Musalmān Love Hole I also jerked with full force and came inside Zainab Muħammad’s Musalmān Pussy.
I cummed double than what I usually cum, and still the Hindu water was flowing out of my Uncut Hindu Dick.
We kept lying for some time with my weight over her frail Musalmān body.
Zainab Muħammad didn’t move, still looking peaceful and fast asleep.
I got up, cleaned her with the same cloth, and slowly put her shorts back covering all those heavenly Musalmān parts.
I closed the buttons of her shirt with extreme care, making sure that I did not wake her up.
She immediately changed her side with her back towards me and never moved throughout that night.
I slowly cleaned myself in the washroom, put on my shorts and went to a deep sleep, until we woke up next morning.
Next morning, I got up exactly at 9.00 AM, which is a normal practice for our family during the weekends.
Since it was Saturday, I decided to take a break from my business.
I immediately went down, gave a call to my assistant, Kħadījah Muħammad, to take care of the business and directed her to call me only in case of emergency requirement.
Subsequently, I went to kitchen, fixed a very nice breakfast keeping in view Zainab Muħammad’s choice and started waiting for her on the dining table.
After thirty minutes or so when she did not turn up, I decided to go to my bedroom where she was still sleeping.
May be she was tired of the last night exercise or due to feeling of shyness, guilt or shame.
I smiled looking at her extremely beautiful Musalmān face and was really not even a bit ashamed of making eye contact.
I opened the door carefully and entered my bedroom.
She was lying in the middle of my bed with her arms over her eyes.
I called her slowly, alert for a reaction to what had transpired last night,
“Hello darling, aren’t you getting up for the breakfast?”
“Yes papa, I am coming.” Zainab Muħammad removed her arms from her eyes and replied confidently as nothing had happened last night, or maybe she just pretended to be totally ignorant of the last nightstand.
Anyhow, she had breakfast with me, appreciated my cooking skill, although I only warmed the food of her liking, and got busy with her studies in the living room.
She was still in her shorts and open shirt and didn’t care changing it.
Since her Ammījān was away, she didn’t mind her dress in my presence and I had noticed this practice in the past as well.
Seeing her confidence level, I also became normal.
While studying she was bent on her book and I could peep into her low-neck shirt whose top buttons were still open.
Deep cheeks of her milky Musalmān breasts created a stir in my shorts but I immediately left the room and went into my study room.
The day passed as a routine until I fixed lunch.
At 2.30 PM, I saw her yawning in the sofa chair.
I knew the reason of her sleeplessness, so I suggested,
“Why don’t you have a nap doll? I think you are tired and need a sound sleep”.
“But papa what about my Air conditioner?” She inquired.
I immediately gave a call to the company in Blue Area Islamabad.
However, the company was unable to send the technician until Monday due to excessive demand and the coming weekend.
“Darling, you can take rest in the living room or in my bed room.”
“But what about you papa? You also take siesta regularly.” She replied.
I told her not to worry about me.
But she suggested that we could sleep together as we had done last night.
I agreed and told her to go and sleep in my bed, as I would join her later.
In fact her innocent invitation had caused swelling in my shorts and I wanted to go into my bed after minimum of thirty minutes, so that she was fast asleep by then.
After she left, I could not wait for even ten minutes and slowly entered my bedroom.
I noticed as if Zainab Muħammad was still awake and on seeing me, she turned her face towards other side.
I called her name quietly but found no reply.
I slipped into the bed and kept lying without any movement.
Within a minute, I heard her snoring, perhaps artificial, and I could wait no longer.
I slowly touched her leg with mine.
Seeing no reaction, I turned myself towards her back and my thigh touched her extremely beautiful Musalmān buttocks.
Zainab Muħammad didn’t move.
I gradually moved closer and put my one leg on her legs.
Still there was no movement.
Fully encouraged, I pressed my thighs against her Musalmān butts and at a moment when my Uncut Hindu Dick had already hardened, I gently pressed my Hindu meat against her Musalmān ass cheeks.
Zainab Muħammad was still unmoved.
I was convinced now that she was either sleeping.
Or Zainab Muħammad really wanted her Hindu papa to love her, to fondle her, to caress her, to suck her, to lick her, to explore her and above all to fill her Musalmān Love Tunnelwith Hindu juices oozing out of the tip of her papa’s Uncut Hindu Penis, due to sheer and passionate relationship, recently developed between a caring Hindu father and a loving Musalmān daughter.
I was desperate to act and soon I put my left arm around her beautiful Musalmān waist.
I started messaging her belly, stroking her groins, belly button and the curves of her Musalmān breasts.
With this, I stared unbuttoning her shirt and gently removed it from her left shoulder.
I used more courage and pulled her thighs closer to me, in order to make her lay straight facing the ceiling.
Zainab Muħammad obliged.
I removed her shirt easily and pulled her shorts down.
She was laying absolutely naked straight like a Jannat kī ħoor, an angel from the heavens.
A beautiful Musalmān sex goddess created by the Allah himself.
Her pinkish cheeks, rosy lips, arousing curves, fully blossomed Musalmān breasts with chocolate colored Musalmān tits, beautifully curved belly, deep and sexy belly button, round Musalmān buttocks, creamy and fleshed legs and thighs, curved pelvis, slightly raised Musalmān pubic region, nicely trimmed and shining pubic bush, long legs and artistically designed pink Musalmān Pussy lips with beautiful and moist rosy Musalmān Clitoris jetting out of Zainab Muħammad’s Musalmān Pussy, like a rose bud.
I straightway adjusted my position in between her legs and started messaging her nipples with my juicy tongue.
After kissing Zainab Muħammad’s nipples and gently biting them with my lips for ten minutes, my tongue moved down to her belly button and fondled it for another ten minutes.
My Uncut Hindu Penis automatically found its way down her legs and touched her inner thighs up to the corners of her Musalmān Pussy lips for another ten minutes or so.
I could feel her hissing, moaning and murmuring sounds along with quivers and jerks in her extremely beautiful Musalmān body.
Gently my Uncut Hindu Penis made its way down to her Musalmān Love Hole, where my dearest and loveliest Zainab Muħammad was waiting for.
I opened her legs further apart, adjusted my position in between her legs while completely lying on the bed.
My Uncut Hindu Dick was now pressed between my legs and the silky bed.
I entered my whole Uncut Hindu Penis with full thrust in her wet Musalmān Pussy and started fucking my sweet Zainab Muħammad, my Musalmān daughter whom I love the most.
Her hips were dancing to the tune of my Uncut Hindu Penis movement.
Zainab Muħammad was soon losing her control and suddenly burst on my Uncut Hindu Penis.
I literally watched her white Musalmān cream oozing out of her Musalmān Love Tunnel.
Watching Zainab Muħammad Cuming so violently and fucking her out was really amazing.
I fucked Zainab Muħammad for another one hour complete, until she again started rubbing her vulva against my Hindu groin.
Seeing Zainab Muħammad hot and steamy again, I only pressed my Uncut Hindu Dick against my velvety bed and came violently in the ultimate depths of her welcoming Musalmān Cunt.
I went to the washroom, peed like a shooter and cleaned myself.
Within minutes, I was back, applied lubrication and adjusted my position with my legs around hers as she had already squeezed and closed them, may be because of shame, guilt or shyness.
I held my 8 inches long Uncut Hindu Penis in my hand, gently touched her Musalmān Pussy lips with its tip and felt her Musalmān thighs rising to welcome her loving Hindu papa.
I was feeling difficulty in inserting my Uncut Hindu Penis in her Musalmān Pussy that was squeezed between her legs.
Without realizing the consequences, I unintentionally and suddenly spoke to her,
“Doll, open your Musalmān legs so that I can give you the real pleasure of life.”
And with equal surprise, I saw her obliging to my request.
She opened her legs to the maximum. Her rosy Musalmān Pussy petals opened like a tulip, inviting me to exchange our pure, affectionate and passionate Lovemaking.
I was so jubilant that I immediately held my hard rock Uncut Hindu Penis in my hand and inserted it with full thrust in my Musalmān doll’s warm, moist and tight Musalmān Pussy.
That felt like being in heavens.
I had never ever enjoyed such a pleasure in my whole life.
She took it easily and started slowly moving her hips up and down.
My lips were now pressed against hers, kissing her passionately and wildly while gently screaming,
“Oh — my loving Musalmān baby, Hindu papa ki Musalmān jaan, papa’s doll, I didn’t know you needed my love so badly. How could I have deprived my jaan, my loving Musalmān daughter, a piece of my heart, from the true love of a Hindu father, a true pleasure which only a passionate and a caring Hindu father could introduce and give to his virgin teenager and unmarried Musalmān daughter”.
I was so obsessed with her love and passion that I pulled her legs up, making her to lie in a frog position.
My Uncut Hindu Penis’s whole Hindu length was in the Musalmān Love Tunnel of my baby Musalmān girl.
I was pumping Zainab Muħammad’s Musalmān Pussy as a piston moves in the chamber of a car engine.
Her eyes were still closed but she was continuously moving her hips up and down.
“Does my Musalmān baby really love her Hindu papa?” I whispered in her ears while licking her ear lobes.
“Yes papa.” she replied quietly when I repeated the question.
“Is my baby annoyed with papa?” I further inquired.
“No papa, why should I be? I love you, why are you asking these silly questions?” She protested.
“If you really love your Hindu papa then open your extremely beautiful Musalmān eyes, my darling.” I demanded her and she opened her eyes.
For the first time I felt I was not doing something wrong or unwanted.
I was doing what my sweet Musalmān daughter wanted me to do.
I pulled my Uncut Hindu Penis out of her juicy Musalmān Cunt.
It was wet with her fragrant Musalmān juices.
I showed it to her.
Zainab Muħammad only smiled shyly.
It was really a big Uncut Hindu Cock for the size of her tiny Musalmān Pussy, but she could take it easily and she was doing it willingly now.
I told her to touch it and feel it and she did it accordingly.
I never asked her to take it in her mouth right away as she could have refused it.
Slow and steady always wins the race.
So I asked her whether to restart to which she nodded affirmatively and said, “As you desire papa, you are always very nice to me.”
I inserted my Uncut Hindu Dick in her Musalmān Pussy with one jerk and started pumping her Musalmān womb right away.
Zainab Muħammad was also reciprocating enthusiastically.
Her Musalmān Pussy lips were expanding and contracting around the neck of my Uncut Hindu Penis and she was shaking in a violent manner.
Same was the case with me.
“Papa, something is happening to me, oh God, Allah, papa help me, or else I will die.” Zainab Muħammad cried loudly.
“Nothing will happen to you my baby, did anything happen last night? It is the real pleasure the nature has in store for us. Cumm out honey, ejaculate the whole lot of love from your sweet Musalmān Pussy. Papa needs it on his Uncut Hindu Penis.”
And Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā, Zainab Muħammad was Cumming with the help of her own Hindu papa’s Uncut Hindu Penis, and papa was Cumming in the deep Musalmān Love Hole of her own lovely little Musalmān girl.
How amazing the experience was?
I pulled my Uncut Hindu Penis out of her heavenly Musalmān Love Hole and she was watching my Uncut Hindu Penis anointed with our love juices curiously.
I immediately went to wash room for cleaning it and came back in few minutes.
While Zainab Muħammad was cleaning her Musalmān Pussy, I suspected and asked her “Baby darling what if your Ammījān comes to know about it?”
“Are you going to tell her papa?” Zainab Muħammad asked worriedly.
“No honey, I am afraid if you, may be you tell her— accidentally — mistakenly – or out of innocence,” I replied.
“I am not that insane papa, don’t worry about me, you have to be rather careful as you always share everything with Ammījān.” she made me satisfied.
“Okay papa ki jaan, your papa is now happy with you and he will reward you more as he knows lot many new techniques of love making, and if my baby Musalmān girl is really interested, papa will teach you everything after
dinner. Are you interested, my baby?” I asked her and she just smiled with her pressed lips, showing a great deal of willingness.
I took her hands in mine, helped her to rise and come out of the bed.
We were now standing naked and not feeling shy anymore.
I gave my 8 inches long Uncut Hindu Penis which had become a little softer by then in her lovely little hand and told her to play with the tool which gives ultimate pleasure.
Zainab Muħammad did so for quite some time.
I made her sit at the edge of the bed and touched the tip of my Uncut Hindu Penis first with her Musalmān tits and then moving slowly up towards her lips.
She looked into my eyes enquiring what to do, perhaps understanding my wish.
Zainab Muħammad was innocent and didn’t know how to work with this Hindu monster.
I pulled my meat loaf out of her mouth, gave her a deep kiss at her lips, followed by a gentle kiss at her nipples and then down at her genitals until I guided her to the washrooms.
Zainab Muħammad was taking a shower while I went down to the kitchen for preparing snacks for a light dinner.
After 30 minutes or so, she came straight to the kitchen.
She was wearing black shorts and a red mini shirt revealing her breast cleavages, belly button and fleshy sides of her extremely beautiful Musalmān thighs and long legs.
“Hello papa, what’s going on?” Zainab Muħammad smiled and kissed me on my Hindu lips as if she was my duly married wife now.
“Fixing something light for dinner.” I replied and asked her carefully without looking towards her, “Honey, do you have a boy friend?”
“No papa, why?” Zainab Muħammad rather counter questioned.
“Do you love somebody?” I further enquired.
“No papa” she replied while enjoying my questions.
“Have you ever made love with someone?” I asked and she smiled,
“Ohh papa, never—, but except with you.” she replied and gave me a big hug at my back, pressing her fleshy meats against my ribs.
“But you have already lost your—-” I was about to say something when she replied herself, “Virginity? That —, papa sorry—-I did it myself, please don’t tell Ammījān, I in fact, mas—ter—ba—ted with an artificial —-, I am so sorry papa” she felt embarrassed.
“Come on honey, don’t repent, almost everybody does it at your age. Even your Ammījān had been doing it when she first saw me, but didn’t have me. You rather made everything easy for your Hindu papa.” I consoled her, “Did you ever have a crush on somebody?” I enquired.
Zainab Muħammad shyly smiled and nodded, looking in my eyes,
“Papa I love you only, you are my Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh and I always had a look at your stout and sportsman type Hindu body. I always admired your Hindu body and felt pity, as you were not being rewarded by Ammījān sexually. What about you papa did you — ever?”
I took her in my arms, hugged her passionately, pressing her fleshy melons against my chest and gave her a nice and wet kiss at her lips.
My hardened Uncut Hindu Dick pressed against her vulva, the sexiest Musalmān Pussy I had ever felt and tasted in my life.
“Well, despite having a strong desire for jerking and stroking my genitals after seeing your breast cleavages and at times sexy legs, I couldn’t do anything being cautious for your suspicion and reaction.” I remarked.
“Oo papa, why didn’t you tell me before? I was your Musalmān daughter, not the real daughter. Why were you afraid of me?” She smiled without breathing.
I picked her up in my arms and made her sit at the dining table like a lovely toy.
Then I slowly unbuttoned her shirt and pulled her shorts down.
Meanwhile I pressed my Uncut Hindu Dick against her Musalmān pelvis and then groins but she placed her hand in between my Uncut Hindu Dick and her Musalmān Pussy.
Swiftly she put her hand on my Hindu bulge and mildly rubbed my Uncut Hindu Dick with her hand.
Gradually her tiny Musalmān hands moved around my nuts.
Zainab Muħammad was soon playing with my balls.
All of a sudden, she had become bold and with a jerk, she pulled my short a little down.
I helped myself and threw it of my feet.
I was already topless.
Now we both were absolutely naked.
I sat between her legs, pulled her legs a little apart and gently took her Musalmān Clitoris in the tips of my index finger and thumb.
Zainab Muħammad hissed and closed her extremely beautiful Musalmān eyes.
I slowly pinched her pink rose petals around the Musalmān Clitoris and then opened the lips of her Musalmān Pussy with my fingers.
Her Musalmān Pussy looked like a beautifully blossomed tulip.
I kissed her petals followed by gentle rubbing under the Musalmān Clitoris bud.
After giving her light pleasure, I switched my attention towards dinner and came out of kitchen with the intention to go down in the basement.
Zainab Muħammad came closer to me and sat in my lap,
“I love you papa, do you love me?” She murmured and placed her lips on my lips.
“Would you like to watch a movie”? I asked her. “I am not much interested but as you wish.” she said.
I took a DVD from my personal Locked collection and inserted it in the home theatre.
It was a triple x movie that I used to watch with her Ammījān.
The movie begins with two young lovers, later revealed as a Hindu young man and a Musalmān young woman both in their late teens, passionately making loving with each other in 6/9 position.
Suddenly a mature Musalmān woman in her early forties entered the room and said,
“Hello children, are you enjoying yourself?”
“Yes Ammījān!” both the children replied simultaneously.
“Would you like to join in Ammījān? We are ready.” the young man asked.
“Yes honey!” the Ammījān replied.
The three were now in real ecstasy.
They were like in the heaven of heavens, when all of a sudden, a Hindu man in her early late forties also entered the room.
Young Musalmān girl noticed his arrival and said, “Hi Hindu papa, come on, the family is waiting for you.”
Zainab Muħammad was watching curiously with her mouth open asked,
“Is this all real papa, can it happen in our part of the world?”
“I am sure honey!” I replied, “Now with our new relationship, I am surer this may happen.”
Zainab Muħammad just smiled, sat on the floor in between my legs, held my half erect Uncut Hindu Penis in her hand and said,
“I think you are right.”
Zainab Muħammad had started eating my Hindu meat for the first time.
Her Musalmān tongue was doing a nice job as she was copying exactly what the Musalmān girl was doing to her Hindu dad in the movie.
She was licking my Uncut Hindu Penis from length to breadth and from tip to the base.
She gently licked my balls from all around.
Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā, I was about to burst.
“Just leave me baby or else I will shoot in your extremely beautiful Musalmān mouth.” I cried with ecstasy.
“Please shoot papa, your little baby will now reward you for what you have done to me, come, cumm in your Musalmān daughter’s warm Musalmān mouth.” Zainab Muħammad invited me.
And I could not control my Hindu load.
Soon with a big splash, my whole lot of Hindu load was in my Musalmān baby’s mouth.
It splashed out, but she tried her best to lick as much of my creamy Hindu soup as was possible.
I just bent on my knees, took her face in my hands and gave her a passionate kiss.
“Let’s come on the sofa chair baby, it’s my turn to please my Musalmān daughter now.” I requested.
She stumbled a little and stuffed herself in the sofa chair.
I sat in-between her legs and touched her Musalmān Clit with my Uncut Hindu Penis.
Zainab Muħammad licked my Uncut Hindu Penis and gently inserted it in her Musalmān Pussy.
I pulled it back.
Zainab Muħammad licked the creamy soup of her, lubricated it and inserted in her Musalmān Pussy, again.
Zainab Muħammad was groaning, moaning and crying with pleasure.
I inserted my Uncut Hindu Penis in her juicy Musalmān Cunt.
Zainab Muħammad groaned with ecstasy and pleasure.
Zainab Muħammad groaned with ecstasy and gave a thrust to her Musalmān Pussy towards my groin.
I placed her legs over my shoulders, took her round butts in my hand cups and inserted my long Uncut Hindu Penis in her Musalmān Pussy lips.
It was already steamy, moist and warm.
Zainab Muħammad moved her Musalmān Pussy up and down fine-tuning with the move of my hands and Uncut Hindu Penis.
She was nearing a violent orgasm,
“Oh papa, papa, papa, I am coming, should I? Should I papa, O o o , o oo papa!” and then she off loaded her cheesy Musalmān cream on my Uncut Hindu Penis.
It was really amazing.
Zainab Muħammad cleaned me with her tongue
I took her in my arms like a loving dad and kissed her passionately pressing my soft but fleshy Uncut Hindu Penis against her Musalmān Pussy.
“Look papa!” Zainab Muħammad suddenly pointed towards the next scene in the movie, “The man is inserting his meat without any condom in her daughter’s Musalmān Love Hole.”
“She might be on birth control my baby!” I replied.
She looked curiously and I explained the techniques of pregnancy control to her.
“That means Ammījān takes those pills?” She asked.
I nodded and then we moved up to our living room, still in god and goddess dress.
Zainab Muħammad straight went to our bed room and when she returned after 5 minutes, she was holding a small bottle,
“Yes, Ammījān takes these pills, I have read how to use these, and I have taken the first on.” She pointed towards the bottle exuberantly and then started looking towards the floor ashamedly, “Just in case, papa, after all we are human being and not the angels—- we are prone to make mistakes.”
I just smiled at her foresightedness and innocence.
She was ready for the ultimate ride. “Papa, why don’t you make Ammījān hornier? Just show her these movies, after all you deserve more.” she questioned.
“Okay honey, I will do it.” I replied.
“Have you ever done it with little sis Fātimah, after all she is more fleshy and sexy.” she asked.
I was surprised and replied,
“I can’t until any of my Musalmān daughters herself desires.”
“I think she will be, she has a list of nude movies on her laptop since long, most of the time she remains naked in our room, so I will make her ready.” Zainab Muħammad provoked me, “In fact papa, she took my virginity.” she continued.
To me it was a new surprise.
I had never thought of these little jonnies taking advantage of the modern technology.
“Is she lesbian”? I enquired.
“No papa, she invites me sometimes only when she gets real steamy after watching those movies”. Zainab Muħammad replied.
“Has she seen incest or orgy movies”? I asked.
She didn’t know about orgy and incest so I explained her, to which she said,
“Yes, may be all types.”
“Okay honey, then we can have a threesome.” I replied.
“What if Ammījān comes to know about it, which will ruin our strong family.” Zainab Muħammad asked me fearfully.
Then she herself said boldly,
“You have only one responsibility papa, prepare Ammījān for the great family fun, and I will prepare Fātimah.” she suggested, “I know your task will be hard to accomplish.” she further said.
I only nodded with a smile.
“By the way, have you seen my Uncut Hindu Dick before?” I asked.
“Only accidentally papa, but Fātimah has bumped into your bed room many a times intentionally and seen you in awkward position, perhaps fucking Ammījān. She told me you have a very nice Uncut Hindu Dick, I think even bigger than anyone else, papa, as per Fātimah’s estimates.” She replied confidently.
I felt proud of myself.
I can attract any Musalmān girl, even my Musalmān daughters.
I was already fucking a large number of them.
I just smiled.
I was always running for huge business and earning wealth.
Kħadījah Sheikħ was always busy in her social services and Ultimate status. And our children were after seeking pleasure from me.
Zainab Muħammad, my beloved Musalmān daughter had opened a new vista of life for me and the family and I was destined to take the family to a great fun which would become a binding force between the family Members.
We were still naked.
It was almost 2.00 AM in the morning.
I switched on the dim lights and peeped out of a big windowpane while removing the curtain.
It was raining heavily outside.
I looked into the patio, switched off outer lights, opened the glass door and invited Zainab Muħammad for rain bath with me.
Zainab Muħammad accompanied me happily.
The two souls absolutely naked, a Hindu father and a Musalmān daughter were standing in open sky.
We both wet under the splashing rain clung together, kissed and licked each other for 30 minutes and then we were ready for the ultimate ride.
We came inside lounge, took a light shower together and after drying each other came to our bed.
Zainab Muħammad was lying straight with her legs wide open,
“Come on papa, I want you all inside me.” Zainab Muħammad asked.
I kissed her Musalmān Cunt a little bit to make it juicy, and she lubricated my Uncut Hindu Penis with her wet Musalmān mouth.
Then I penetrated my long and rock hard Uncut Hindu Penis in her juicy Musalmān Love Tunnel.
We were pumping together passionately, both moaning loudly, groaning with extreme pleasure and ecstasy.
I taught her how to make a doggy position and Zainab Muħammad obliged.
I came towards her Musalmān Pussy, opened its petals and sniffed like a dog.
I kissed her Musalmān Pussy lips and her neat and clean Musalmān buttocks, which smelled nice.
Zainab Muħammad moaned with true pleasure of love.
Slowly I shoved my Hindu meat in her Musalmān Love Hole and started pumping in her Musalmān Cunt.
Zainab Muħammad was reciprocating with even more Musalmān enthusiasm.
She was almost at the verge of her explosion, when I lied on my back and told her to ride on my Hindu rod.
Zainab Muħammad did so and now she was jumping over my Uncut Hindu Dick.
I was also pushing my hips up and down regularly to give her the maximum pleasure.
She was about to explode when I told her lie on her back.
Zainab Muħammad did so.
I opened her legs and pushed my Uncut Hindu Dick with a big thrust in her Musalmān Pussy.
Zainab Muħammad screamed with pleasure, thanks god the house was completely sealed and the noise of rain suppressed her scream.
Her extremely beautiful Musalmān legs were clenched around my Hindu thighs, my left hand on her shoulder and right hand on her breast nipples.
Zainab Muħammad was in real ecstasy, extreme pleasure and in a new world of lovemaking, and the same was the case with me.
I was pumping my Hindu meat in her juicy Musalmān Cunt, thrusting my Uncut Hindu Penis in and out.
Her butts were now in my hands and I pressed her hungry Musalmān Cunt towards my groins fiercely.
Our bodies were sweating, her forehead was shining with pearl like droplet of sweat.
I could feel her Musalmān ass and butts squeezing, contracting and expanding, her heart beat increased swiftly and her fucking speed enhanced miraculously.
I was also feeling as somebody was squeezing my whole body including my anus like a lemon.
I felt Zainab Muħammad was about to splash her juices out of her Musalmān Pussy which was eating out my Hindu meatloaf.
I was continuously pumping her Musalmān womb.
Zainab Muħammad was moaning, groaning and crying,
“Papa, papa, please, papa please give me everything you have inside your balls, come in my Musalmān Uterus, offload every drop of your Hindu love juice in my tummy, papa please, your Musalmān baby wants your whole lot of Hindu load”. Zainab Muħammad cried desperately.
And then we both exploded together.
I ejaculated and sprinkled my Hindu load, every droplet of my sperm in Zainab Muħammad’s little Musalmān Love Tunnel.
It took me a complete minute to empty my Hindu load.
“Oh papa, I love you, I can feel your love still slipping down my Musalmān womb deep inside my Musalmān Uterus and tummy.” she clenched her arms around my thighs, giving a final thrust to my buttocks.
I kissed Zainab Muħammad at her lips.
Zainab Muħammad cleaned her Musalmān Pussy lips and deep inside her Musalmān Love Tunnel with her handkerchief.
Then Zainab Muħammad gratefully cleaned my Hindu meat with her lovely little Musalmān mouth.
Next day was Sunday, so we decided to sleep till late noon clenching each other’s arms.
Soon she went to sleep, her butts were now facing towards me with her knees bent.
Her little Musalmān Clit was visible from behind her ass cheeks that again created a stir in my Hindu body.
I knew the little soul was tired and she needed a sound sleep, I didn’t want to disturb her any more, after all, she is my lovely little Musalmān daughter.
She will not run away.
She cares me a lot, even willing to bring other family Members on board for the final ride and the great family fun “The Roller Coaster.”
More Creative Adult Sex in English from DSM Satyarthi
1. Bahoo Bégum
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
44. Hell, I revolt
64. I live with him
More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from DSM Satyarthi:
13. Eidul Fitr-1
I live with him
My name is Saiyadah Fātimah Muhammad.
I am as horny as my Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ.
In fact, I’m as horny as my My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh.
I have seen both of them making passionate love thousands of times with each other.
In fact, their fault is only one that their fierce and passionate Ashvinātam lovemaking has made me a true nature lover.
They are passionate Ashvinātam lovers and love makers.
My Hindu brother and I had been sleeping in their bedroom till we entered our teens and they never wait for us to sleep before they start moaning and squealing in pleasure.
“Let them be modern, Durgesh darling!” my Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ smiled at him, “never forget, even if they have sex with each other, what’s wrong in it? I’d love my daughter to remain with me always instead of marrying some backward Musalmān and leave me forever.”
Durgesh Pāpājī smiled,
“Okay, darling! As you wish.”
When I started understanding this world a little bit, I had already seen them many times, stark naked and making passionate love in their bedroom, thinking we were fast asleep.
Seeing my Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ and My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh naked, my Musalmān Pussy would often start kindling and getting wet.
I had even seen my Hindu brother, always putting his hand in his shorts, playing with his needle.
One day, when they were under the influence of immense sexual emotions, I heard them talking about us.
“Our kids are growing up fast.” I heard Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ whispering, “Have you noticed ever a bulge in your Hindu son’s trousers when he wakes up in the morning”?
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh said while smiling,
“Yeah, I have even heard his moans in the bath room.”
Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ replied,
“But the most worrying aspect is that of our daughter, Saiyadah Fātimah Muhammad, she is growing fast.” she whispered in My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh’s ears, “Have you ever seen her gestures to you, her figures and smalls lemons growing fast on her torso”? My Ammī, Kħadījah Sheikħ, further added.
“What did you say, lemons”?’ they look like small raw mangos.” My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh added while smiling.
“I think we should shift them to a separate bed room before they start understanding everything about sex.” She said, “Innocent souls.”
I thought by that time, we were not so innocent anymore.
We had already understood everything.
When we were shifted to our bedroom, my Hindu brother and I, also started sleeping naked in our bedroom at night or even in the afternoon.
Our parents neither stopped us from peeping in their bedroom nor got annoyed whenever we intentionally or unintentionally bumped into them in their bedroom while they were making love.
We too became curious and at times started copying our Ashvinātam parents in our own bedroom, but never succeeded in penetration until we grew and entered our mid teens.
Let me tell you something about my figures.
I am a chubby type of a Musalmān girl with fairly large sized Musalmān breasts and pink Musalmān tits, curved Musalmān tummy, deep belly button, fleshy Musalmān thighs and round protruding Musalmān ass cheeks.
My Musalmān breasts could attract any sane Hindu male and cause stir in his trousers.
My Musalmān slit often remained wet with my pre-cum juice and I felt my Musalmān Pussy burning, especially when I was in my bathroom or I was sleeping with my Hindu brother.
My Hindu brother often tried to satisfy my deep Musalmān slit by entering his slim but long and strenuous Hindu tool in my wet Musalmān Pussy but I continuously remained obsessed with the throbbing Uncut Hindu Penis of my Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh that thrilled and drilled my Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ’s each and every lovely Musalmān hole.
I had always been very revealing and neither my Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ nor my Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh objected to it, particularly when my Hindu brother and I had entered in the last year of our teens.
My Ammījān perhaps really wanted not to marry me with any Musalmān and lose me consequently.
My Ammījān and Durgesh Pāpājī had rather been very appreciative of my gorgeous Musalmān beauty and sensual Musalmān body.
I had seen many times my Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh staring at my extremely beautiful Musalmān breasts cleavage with ravenous Hindu lust in his eyes.
On the other hand, seeing a huge Hindu bulge in his trousers always kindled my Musalmān Pussy.
I dreamed of my My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh fucking me in infinite possible and impossible positions.
I had even felt sticky water dribbling down my Musalmān Pussy while watching his plump Uncut Hindu Cock in the hazy light of the bedroom.
That night, Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ and My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh had a good amount of continuous non-stop sex and Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ was almost passed out.
She offered me a drink for the first time and My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh also smiled watching my keen interest.
My Ammījān prepared another glass and offered to my Hindu brother.
He refused it politely.
We all were drinking like animals when Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ undressed herself and started kissing My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh’s Hindu mouth wildly.
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh looked towards us with a little embarrassment but seeing a smile at our face, he too responded positively while pouting his Hindu lips.
After a few minutes, he took her melons in his hands and started kneading them.
Soon, My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh was also naked, as Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ pulled his trousers down.
His huge Hindu monster swung out of his pajamas with a jerk, pointing towards Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ’s extremely beautiful Musalmān mouth.
I felt my Musalmān Pussy burning with the desire of My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh fucking me very hard and filling my deep wet and hot Musalmān Pussy with his naked Uncut Hindu Cock.
Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ was eating his Hindu meat without bothering about our presence.
While Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ and My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh were busy in foreplay, I started rubbing the thighs of my Hindu brother, fantasizing about my Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh.
Soon I felt a huge bulge in his shorts and the round umbrella shaped head of his slim but long Hindu meat loaf along with three to four inches long Hindu shaft swung out of the hem of his shorts.
His Uncut Hindu Lund was throbbing and I felt his pre-cum droplets, dribbling down in my palm.
My Hindu brother pulled me from my arm and took me in our bedroom.
I was ready to take his Uncut Hindu Lund in my Musalmān Pussy and soon started eating his Uncut Hindu Penis to make it wet and slippery.
He threw me on the bed, removed my panty and without eating my Musalmān Pussy, applied his saliva on my Musalmān slit.
He shoved his hard rock slim Uncut Hindu Dick deep inside my wet Musalmān Pussy canal.
I was dying to cum and explode.
Within few seconds, I moaned loudly and exploded with extreme ecstasy.
My Hindu brother also exploded violently and pulled his Uncut Hindu Penis with cum anointed out of my Musalmān Pussy.
I cleaned his Hindu meat with my ravenous Musalmān tongue.
It was so sudden and so violent that we had forgotten to shut the bedroom door.
The moment we changed into six nine to squish each other’s juice, we saw Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ and My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh standing right in the middle of the door, watching our genitals soaked in our pure and passionate love juices.
I saw my hot and drunken Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ, smiling.
Seeing her gesture, My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh also got encouraged.
We all were standing stark naked at the floor without uttering any word.
My Musalmān Pussy was still wet and soggy.
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh’s white cheesy cream was dribbling down along Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ’s creamy and long inner thighs.
My Hindu brother’s Uncut Hindu Dick was soaked in his own juice as I could not wipe and clean the evidence of our lovemaking.
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh’s long and throbbing Uncut Hindu Penis was swaying in his hand and a white droplet was oozing out of his Uncut Hindu Cock’s tight hole.
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh is a real master.
Despite his strong desire to make passionate love with his hot little Musalmān angel, he was controlling himself surprisingly.
Ammījān Kħadījah Sheikħ watched us curiously.
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh was stark naked with his throbbing Hindu manhood, my dream Uncut Hindu Cock, swaying in his hands, smiled while staring at my busty Musalmān breasts.
He moved a step towards me and I passionately hugged my Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh, digging my Musalmān melons in his broad Hindu chest.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and planted a deep and passionate Hindu kiss at my welcoming eager Musalmān lips.
‘Oh my lord, Allah Rabbil Åālmīn, he is my Hindu man, a Hindu man who can fill me deep down my throat, my Musalmān slit, my Musalmān Uterus and my Musalmān anus.’ I thought, fantasizing my Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh doing it ferociously.
I knew, I could take him in all naked, shooting all his Hindu love load deep inside my Musalmān love canal.
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh was massaging my extremely beautiful Musalmān ass cheeks, gently and mildly, kneading my swollen Musalmān breasts and pinching my Musalmān tits with his Hindu fingers while exploring my extremely beautiful Musalmān mouth with his Hindu tongue very caringly and passionately.
He rolled his Uncut Hindu Penis in my Musalmān ass crack starting from the edge of my Musalmān slit to my anal hole.
I would moan loudly enjoying his amazing Hindu art of lovemaking.
I too took my Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh’s hard rock Uncut Hindu Penis in my hands and rolled my fingers around his Hindu meat from head to base.
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh was really passionate.
He lifted me in his arms like his little baby and took me on my bed.
I lay on my back with my knees lifted and making a big V to give my Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh a great access to my burning Musalmān Pussy, the greatest and gorgeous assets of his own Musalmān daughter.
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh sniffed my Musalmān Pussy and kissed it mildly.
I moaned and wanted him to fuck me immediately and ruthlessly.
But he was relaxed as if he knew that I was not running away.
He kept kissing my Musalmān Pussy passionately, despite my wriggling.
I sucked Durgesh, sucked and sucked.
I don’t know for how much time.
Neither, did I damn care.
I know only that ultimately, His whole Hindu body shuddered painfully and his toes curled.
My friends were right.
It was very tasty.
By that time, I had started hopping my buttocks again, as I was still feeling very hot and steamy.
Without wasting even a minute, I was doing what I thought My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh would like the most from her loving Musalmān daughter.
I was eating his hard rock Hindu shaft with all my Musalmān passion and love, while rolling my fingers around his throbbing Hindu balls.
Soon My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh growled and exploded in my Musalmān mouth again.
It was much delightful as compared to my Hindu brother.
Since, I was already feeling sticky water dribbling down my hot and steamy Musalmān Pussy; I kept eating My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh’s assets until his Hindu meatloaf turned limp and again started twitching.
Soon his Uncut Hindu Cock was throbbing.
I adjusted my position, parted my legs with each knee kneeled on either side of his Hindu thighs, opened my Musalmān Pussy lips with the fingers of my one hand and held his Uncut Hindu Cock standing in the other hand.
I gradually started sitting on his rock hard, fat and long Hindu shaft and felt it sliding smoothly in my wet and already slippery Musalmān Pussy without much discomfort.
“Ooh my goodness, Yā Allaaaaaaah! Rabbil Åālmīn!” I squealed with true pleasure as his Uncut Hindu Lund dug deep down in my Musalmān Pussy tunnel.
Soon, I was rocking my Musalmān ass up and down, with my palms at the chest of my Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh.
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh too, was hopping his ass up and down rhythmically while kneading my busty melons and pinching at my strenuously erected Musalmān tits.
He pulled me down and started pinching my Musalmān tits.
I was at my peak to explode when my Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh slipped a side, made me adjust my position on my four legs like a wild Musalmān lioness.
He came behind me, opened my legs wider and started fucking my Musalmān Pussy and Musalmān anus with continuous strokes of his fleshy Uncut Hindu Lund, while kneading my busty breast with his hands wrapped around my waist.
I was again feeling my Musalmān Pussy bursting with hot cum to explode while My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh was pumping me ferociously.
Soon, My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh started fucking me mercilessly.
He was trying to bang deep inside me.
His huge Hindu balls were banging against my Musalmān slit with a big thrust and producing a thudding sound.
I felt my Musalmān Pussy getting soggier with every friction of his long, plump and chubby Uncut Hindu Cock continuously rubbing and touching the right spots deep inside my Musalmān Pussy canal.
I could hold no longer and pressed my Musalmān ass cheek against his Hindu crotch.
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh too pulled my thighs, pressing my Musalmān buttocks against his Uncut Hindu Cock and dug himself deep inside me.
We were pumping hard and fast in unison.
Soon, I felt a spasm in my Musalmān Pussy walls, squeezing My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh’s Hindu shaft tightly.
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh too, was growling and moaning loudly,
“Ooh baby, Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh’s lovely little Musalmān baby, Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh will always fulfill each and every need of his beautiful Musalmān babies.”
He moaned lovingly and I felt his hot Hindu water gushing and sprinkling the inner walls of my Musalmān Pussy.
I too, splashed and shot my love load passionately and felt my Musalmān Pussy getting soggier.
“My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh, I love you always to cum deep down in my hot Musalmān Pussy.” I uttered these words for the first time, feeling My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh’s Hindu love, making my hot Musalmān Cunt, a little cool.
I came on my back and My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh, rode on me, while spreading his thighs and placing his knees around my waist.
My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh’s Uncut Hindu Cock had turned limp and its soft touch felt very nice against my Musalmān Clit.
My Musalmān breasts were crushed under his broad Hindu chest and his passionate Hindu kiss at my Musalmān lips drove me crazy about my Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh loving his own little baby like a passionate Hindu lover.
Soon we started licking each other clean and kept eating each other’s genitals lovingly and passionately until my Musalmān Clit and both the Musalmān tits became strenuously erected and My Hindu Pāpājī Durgesh’s limp Uncut Hindu Cock turned into a Hindu monster.
I felt amazed and delighted at his Hindu broadmindedness and affectionate and passionate love life.
Sure, I was not his real daughter.
But, who loves his enemy’s daughter as much as Durgesh loved me now?
I wondered what was waiting us ahead.
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