Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/22: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
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DSM Satyarthi
Chapter 4
Religious freedom: Religious Police
هُوَ الَّذِي خَلَقَ لَكُم مَّا فِي الْأَرْضِ جَمِيعًا ثُمَّ اسْتَوَىٰ إِلَى السَّمَاءِ فَسَوَّاهُنَّ سَبْعَ سَمَاوَاتٍ ۚ وَهُوَ بِكُلِّ شَيْءٍ عَلِيمٌ
‘ Huwallazī kħalaqalakum mā filarzi jamīån summ istawā ilā assamāi fasawwahunn sabaå samawātin wahuw’ bikulli shayin ålīmun.’
‘It is He Who created for you all that is on earth and then turned above and fashioned it into seven heavens. He knows all things.’
― Al Qur’ān Al Kareem: 2 Al Baqarah: 29
‘Eisāvāsyamidagvong sarvam ytkinch’ jagtyām jagat,
tén tyaktén bhunjīthā mā gr’dhah kasý sviddhanam.’
‘Panentheable by Eīshān must be this all―
Whatever that moves in the world.
With that renounced, enjoy yourself,
Covet no wealth of anyone.’
―Ved: 2Y: 40/1
Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā!
She was an irascible, unpredictable, fighter.
Even when her husband, Sheikħ Aħmad, had not died, it was believed that she was the brains running the entire Al Kuwait universe.
A great mastermind, vastly acknowledged almost everywhere.
It was a miracle, the militants had made her believe that her son, the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer was guilty.
Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā, the Sheikħ Ammī, was a great mastermind.
Yet, YET, the militants had made her believe that her son, the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer was guilty.
No doubt, the militants themselves had their own mastermind also.
It was a fight for power between, rather among, the masterminds, as the ‘Mahābhārat’ itself was.
“The new Mahābhārat is full of numerous masterminds, Durgesh!” Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Jabeer said, “Who could believe the Sheikħ Ammī could be convinced of the guilt of her own son.”
However, it did not mean that she did not love her son.
How much she loved her son, was revealed to me, when a humanoid robot opened the door for me.
If it were not known to me that the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer was in the police custody, I would’ve certainly believed that it was the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, himself, who had opened the door for me.
The humanoid robot was an exact replica of her son Sheikħ Al Zabeer.
“Welcome, most welcome, Al Buůūlat-ul Muslimāt!” the humanoid robot greeted me with all the manners Sheikħ Al Zabeer had. Even the voice was the same. “Please, accompany me. We have to go right up. The Sheikħ Ammī is expecting you.”
“Good, very good,” I smiled, “I salute your Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā, Al Zabeer! So, it is a humanoid robot facing the trial, not you?”
“It was the original planning.” The humanoid robot admitted smiling, “but the mastermind architect could not be fooled to the extent required.”
“How do I know you’re not fooling me, instead?” I smiled amiably.
The humanoid robot laughed.
“Even the mastermind architect of this deep rooted conspiracy could not be fooled to the extent required, and you’re suspecting, the Sheikħ Ammī is trying to fool YOU? Great! Isn’t it?”
I smiled.
“Why not?”
“The Sheikħ Ammī is not a fool enough, even to try it. Please, come on. The stairs to the left, please.”
I saw him in surprise.
“Isn’t there any elevator?”
“There is.” R. Al Zabeer, the humanoid robot, if it was, smiled, “There is. But unfortunately it’s out of order temporarily, for last fifteen minutes only. Sorry.”
I was fucking Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Jabeer, on all her fours.
It was my compulsion, not lust.
I was a LSI, a person living on sexual intercourse.
Hudā was co-operating with me.
It was not easy for her.
But she had to take my help.
That’s why she had travelled to Trantor.
With all the confidence in the Multiverse, we climbed the wide flight of Oak stairs, and walked down to the second floor.
A signboard, bearing a legend ‘Office’, welcomed us.
Through the glass door, it can easily be seen that a whole ‘universe’ of computers was alive behind it.
There were so many stenographers busily engaged in clicking with mice.
A bunch of visiphones and E-mail operators were also receiving and sending the necessary messages.
At a desk, facing the door, sat the more beautiful young woman, I met in the courtroom.
She even winked at me , invitingly now.
“Well, well, well,” She stood up greeting me, “I’m Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm. I never knew my invitation had been accepted. The laundī is enormously honored, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!”
I winked at her and we both, laughed.
Al Hudā also was smiling.
And why shouldn’t she?
Al Hudā Al Zabīr had traveled to Trantor, for it.
Though, under her breath, Al Hudā Al Zabīr was telling me.
“Your Hindu prick is hardening in the entire tight pathway of my Årab Muslimā cunt more and more. Moreover, it’s growing thick more and more too. Shame on you, Al Buůûlat-ul Muslimāt!”
“Why shame on me, darling?” I smiled quite shamelessly, “If I’m really Al Buůûlat-ul Muslimāt, as you all of you say I am, she is my wife. Isn’t she?”
“Allāh Allāh Khair-Sallāh”
“Just a moment, darling!” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm laughed melodiously, “Let me inform Sheikħ Ammī, you’re here.”
“Why? Can’t you even meet me without her permission, even when you yourself have invited me?”
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm smiled impishly.
She glided however, from the room, through an open doorway and in a moment returned.
“Sheikħ Ammī is waiting for you eagerly. However, before entering, if you kindly allow me to brief you, I shall be highly obliged.”
“Go ahead.” I smiled.
“Sheikħ Ammī is a self made woman, Durgesh darling!” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm smiled sweetly, “she hates self pity. She hates the feeling that she can’t do something.”
Al Hudā was enjoying me now with obvious relaxation.
“Don’t worry,” Both her globes of soft flesh, her feminine Kuwaiti Wahābī Årab Musalmān buttocks, were in eager and fervent movement now rocking forwards and backwards, “Al Zabeer is my elder brother. Sheikħ Ammī is my mother also, as well as she is the mother of Brother Al Zabeer. She is worried of his future. Yet she’ll never admit it before any one. She dislikes the persons sympathizing with her. She hates any incapability whatsoever affiliated with her ever. I’ve told all these things to Durgesh already.”
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm smiled sweetly again.
Her smile was again inviting me.
“She dislikes her weaknesses, though she is entirely aware of them.” Assalāt said politely, “Everybody has his/ her weaknesses. Some like to hide them, some don’t. The persons who don’t like to hide their weaknesses, however, don’t like to discuss them. Sheikħ Ammī is also one of these second ones. Al Zabeer is her weakness, as strong as she ordered me to go to the court myself. Yet she…..”
I moved forward.
Caressing both her gorgeous rounded Kuwaiti Wahābī Årab Musalmān buttocks, and kissing on her crimson lips, I smiled.
“Darling! Let me myself find out what your Sheikħ Ammī is and what she is not.”
Both my actions, that I caressed her gorgeous rounded Kuwaiti Wahābī Årab Musalmān buttocks and kissed her on her crimson lips, did the work.
Feeling my masculine, Hindu lips within millimeters of hers, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm flicked out her beautiful Årab Muslimā female tongue and touched my Hindu lips with it.
A spasm of delight went through my entire Hindu masculine body, as her Årab Muslimā tip of the tongue touched my bottom masculine Hindu lip.
I took her beautiful face in my palms and outlined her extra ordinary crimson Årab Muslim female lips with the tip of my masculine Hindu tongue.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm pressed her beautiful feminine Årab Muslim mouth against my masculine Hindu mouth.
We breathed into each other’s mouth.
Forgetting everything, Assalāt and I, both, were aware now of only our closeness and the heat of one another’s flesh.
Our hands began to move, digging and tearing at one another’s clothing, fumbling with zippers and grappling with buttons.
We broke apart and sucked in the filtered air.
“Let me.” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm smiled sweetly, “I know how to get out of it easily.”
“Soon I’ll also know.” I winked at her.
She laughed and kissed me in response, expressing her delighted appreciation of my remark.
The reception room was filled with the sound of zippers unzipping.
In a matter of seconds, we were completely undressed.
I put my right index finger bent, under her exquisite feminine chin and lifted it up.
There was a shining expectant glow in her exquisite Årab Muslim feminine eves.
I lowered my head and pressed my lips against hers.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s exquisite, fine, delicate, lovely, feminine Årab Muslim lips quickly parted in response.
The tips of our tongues met refusing to allow any discrimination on the ground of any communalism whatsoever, and stabbed at each other in a warm, damp, love battle.
I wrapped my strong arms around Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm, cupped her superb feminine Kuwaiti Wahābī Årab Musalmān buttocks, and then pulling my mouth from her exquisite, lovely, delicate, Årab Muslim feminine face I touched my lips to the side of her beautiful neck.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm sighed softly.
She was thankful to Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidā Umm Moosā.
She was, actually, not the real sister of Al Zabeer, as she tried to impress me.
She was his Maamoozaad Cousin.
She loved Al Zabeer, yet the Sheikħ Ammī compelled her to seduce me.
“It’s in your own interest, the foolish girl!” Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā, had said, “If you really want to save Al Zabeer’s life, seduce Durgesh.”
“I can’t.” She had thundered, “How dare you, even to suggest to me, this dirty attitude? I’m not a prostitute. I love Al Zabeer. I want to marry him.”
“When he’ll go to the gas chamber, telling him ‘Allāh Ħāfiz’, you’ll surrender yourself to Durgesh, cursing all the Musalmeen and cursing even me.”
Stunned, she stared at Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā.
Then the truth dawned on her and she gave up.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm could feel my heavy Hindu erection as I moved downward.
My intense Hindu erection was pushing against her flat stomach, nudging her, against her own computer table.
She put her hands behind her and braced herself as I began stroking her velvety Årab Muslim female pubic hair with the palm of my hand.
“I appreciate your appreciation of my exquisite Årab Muslim feminine beauty, Durgesh, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! However it’s not your first time, as it is mine.”
“What do you mean?” I buried my Hindu masculine face against her Kuwaiti Wahābī Årab Musalmān breasts, against the soft, elastic, flexible, resilient, Årab Muslim female flesh.
“I mean it’s not your first time to enjoy a willing young and smart Årab Muslim female beauty. Yet, it’s my first time with any male at all.” Her right Kuwaiti Wahābī Årab Musalmān palm was seeking for my rocketing hard Hindu penis.
“Of course it’s not my first time.” I smiled, “I’m lucky enough to enjoy infinite of you Musalmān Beauties .”
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm also smiled,
“It’s my first time. I hope you’ll forgive me if I can’t cooperate with you properly, as the others do.”
“Don’t worry.” I laughed, “You’ll also learn. I’ll teach you.”
The aureoles of her Årab Muslim female nipples began to tingle, to quiver, to tickle, to itch, with needlelike sensations.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm tried to control herself and smiled,
“Why not, why not? How can I forget you’re a Hindu, and the ‘Tantr’ and the ‘Kām Sootr’, ‘Anangrang’, ‘Rati Rahasý’, etc. are your scriptures you practice?”
My masculine Hindu lips were brushing now against the aureoles of her nipples, against her nipples and against the soft, elastic, flexible, resilient, flesh of her nude Årab Muslim female breasts.
The responses of her right Årab Muslim female palm on my rocketing hard Hindu penis were telling me she was enjoying my Hindu male love actions on her soft, expandable, flexible, resilient, Årab Muslim female flesh very much.
Suddenly, I felt the hot flow of her Årab Muslim feminine saliva around my entire rocketing hard Hindu penis.
I’d forgotten already she had started to suck me, in the meantime .
I was too busy in enjoying her current Årab Muslim female love actions, united with mine own.
In addition, her love actions were numerous.
Virgin though she was, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was herself eager now to play the sex game with me.
Sheikħ Al Zabeer, she loved, was nowhere there now, up to the very farthest surroundings even.
The rosy Årab Muslim feminine tongue of Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was working now in circular movements as her teeth impishly, lightly, bit my rocketing hard Hindu penis on its root.
“Want to cut and eat it?” I laughed.
“No,” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm winked at me with enormous female Årab Muslimā lust in her exquisite eyes, “I’ll eat it with my lower Årab Muslim female mouth for ever.”
My masculine, right, Hindu palm began combing the soft, blond triangle of her Årab Muslim female pubic hair that covered her sex.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began undulating the soft, elastic, flexible, resilient, flesh of her Årab Muslim feminine buttocks, rolling and twisting them out of enormous lust and passion for my hard Hindu penis and me.*
As the head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis parted her Årab Muslim labial lips, she kissed me passionately.
“Love me,” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm requested, “Love me as no Hindu male has loved any Årab Muslimā female ever.”
The head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis slipped inside her damp Årab Muslim female recesses and sought out her Årab Muslim clitoral bud.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm threw back her head and gasped.
She was a virgin and the best man, in the creations ever, was entering her.
Her whole exquisite, Årab Muslimā feminine body was shaking, trembling, quivering, quaking, shuddering, and shivering, out of enormous Årab Muslimā feminine lust and passion for me, for a Hindu male, for a Hindu Penis.
She wrapped her exquisite, Årab Muslimāt feminine arms around my nude masculine Hindu waist and held me fast while she crushed her Årab Muslimā clitoral bud against the head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis.
All the time, she was kissing and kissing me passionately, fervently, avidly, ardently, single-mindedly, overpoweringly, and keenly.
All the time Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was blowing her hot Årab Muslimā feminine breath against my masculine Hindu face.
The sweet scent of her Årab Muslimā femininity and the feel of her firm vibrant Årab Muslimā feminine body made me feel wonderfully lightheaded.
I closed my eyes, inhaled, and returned her warm kisses fervently.
The head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis parted her glistening Årab Muslimāt labial lips, worked inside and began probing her lustrous pink Årab Muslimāt feminine depths.
“Durgesh, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!!” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm murmured over and over as if my name had become a prayer for her.
I responded to each invocation of my name by her, by stabbing deeper with my incredible, unique, Hindu penis into her exquisite Årab Muslimā cunt.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm pressed the back of her hand over her exquisite Årab Muslim feminine mouth to keep from screaming.
I stopped to catch my breath and Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began whimpering.
“Please don’t stop, Durgesh!” She gasped, “Durgesh! Don’t….stop….please.”
I smiled, kissed her, and laughed,
“Stop? Never, darling. I haven’t even started yet my dear! Now I want you to turn around and brace yourself against your computer table.”
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm turned and bent over her computer table.
She laid her arms across it and rested her beautiful Årab Muslim feminine head on her forearms.
Then she spread her legs wide apart and arched her back in a deep curve.
My anticipation became an exultant, a jubilant, a triumphant, an elated, a proud and exhilarating force.
I moved forward until our bodies touched again.
With one palm, I began massaging her exquisite Årab Muslimā feminine breasts and slid the other down to guide the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis to her Årab Muslimāt labial lips.
I spread Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s Årab Muslimā vulva apart with the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis and began rubbing it back and forth, through the eager, expectant, and anticipating vulva.
A series of shudders passed through Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm as the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis touched her Årab Muslimā clitoris again.
Once again, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began the litany of saying my name.
“Durgesh, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties! Fuck me. Fuck me savagely. I need you very much into me, there.”
She arched her glamorous back even deeper, presenting herself to me.
With the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis, again I searched for the delicate opening of her Årab Muslimā cunt, found it again, and then eased the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis inside.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm trembled all over again, as I penetrated her with several inches of my ever rocketing hard Hindu masculine flesh of penis.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s Årab Muslimā feminine breathing became a slow, steady panting.
I, rocking my waist, pressed more and more of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis into her.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm, for my convenience, packed with burning desire and gigantic Årab Muslimā feminine lust for me, spread her
beautiful legs further apart.
She herself began thrusting back against me.
I squeezed her beautiful thighs and her beautifully rounded fleshy Årab Muslimāt feminine buttocks and breasts, and all the while, I kept steadily driving further into her.
I reached down between her legs and felt the wet folds of her beautiful, lusty, juicy, Årab Muslimā cunt stuffed full of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis, holding it lustily, entirely, inside.
I put my hands over her nude waist and held her fast as I began employing my long and hard Hindu strokes.
The thickest part of my Hindu shaft was now completely embedded into Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm.
She moaned with passion as she surged back against me.
The movements of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis had taken a steady rhythm, now spearing her delightful, pleasant, charming, lovely, wonderful, enjoyable, amusing, agreeable, enchanting, and captivating, Årab Muslimā cunt.
The ever enticing, ever tempting, ever alluring, ever inviting, ever appealing, ever tantalizing, ever beguiling, ever captivating, rounded globes of flesh, her Årab Muslim nude feminine buttocks, were filling my nude masculine Hindu lap again and again, thus imparting me immense sexual pleasure.
The strained moans, coming from Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm, became more and more demanding, as the pressure began to build in her.
When she seemed to reach a plateau of sensation, I fucked her harder more firmly.
Captivated by my ever increasing, ever harder, penetrations, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was kissing me passionately again and again, all the while increasing the back and forth movements of her Årab Muslim feminine nude buttocks into my nude masculine Hindu lap.
My ever-rocketing Hindu penis was anointed with her Årab Muslim feminine juices of her cunt now.
Every time I withdrew it up to its head from her cunt, my Hindu penis was glistening with her Årab Muslimā cunt fluid.
Rocking back and forth on my Hindu penis again and again ultimately, she felt the pressure building inside her.
“It will be my ever first climax, Durgesh, Durgesh darling! Méré Hindu Piyā! Hindu Al Buůūlatul Muslimāt! Hum Musalmān ħasīnāon ké Hindu Kħasam! Hindu husband of us Musalmān Beauties!!” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm kissed me again.
Her beautiful Årab Muslim feminine buttocks once again filled my nude Hindu lap, swallowing my entire Hindu penis once again into her enticing Årab Muslimā cunt.
“So?” I smiled.
“I want to celebrate it.”
“Are you really pleased that your ever first climax is due to a Hindu penis and over a Hindu penis?” I asked her gravely.
“Not due to and not over ‘a’ Hindu penis.” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm smiled sweetly at me, “Due to your Hindu penis and over your Hindu penis.”
I laughed,
“Is there any difference, my darling?”
“Of course there is a difference. In fact, there is a great difference. I’ve started to love you now.”
“What?” startled I saw her, “Don’t you love Al Zabeer any more?”
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm started to flood over my Hindu penis inside her.
Both her delicate superb wonderful, striking, Årab Muslimā buttocks had again packed my nude Hindu lap taking my Hindu penis entirely into her wonderful, stunning, Årab Muslimā cunt.
All the time she was kissing and kissing me passionately, fervently, avidly, ardently, single-mindedly, overpoweringly, and keenly.
All the time Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was blowing her hot Årab Muslimā feminine breath against my masculine Hindu face.
I closed my eyes, inhaled, and returned her warm Årab Muslim female kisses fervently.
The head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis parted her glistening Årab Muslimā labial lips, worked inside and began probing her lustrous pink Årab Muslimāt feminine depths.
“Durgesh! Durgesh!” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm murmured over and over as if my name had become a prayer for her.
I responded to each invocation of my name by her by stabbing deeper with my incredible, unique, Hindu penis into her exquisite Årab Muslimā cunt.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm pressed the back of her hand over her exquisite Årab Muslim feminine mouth to keep from screaming.
I stopped to catch my breath and Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began whimpering.
“Please don’t stop, Durgesh!” She gasped, “Durgesh! Don’t….stop….please.”
She spread her legs wider apart and arched her back in a deeper curve.
I moved forward until our Hindu Muslim bodies touched again.
With one palm, I began massaging her exquisite Årab Muslimā feminine breasts and slid the other down to guide the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis to her Årab Muslimāt labial lips.
I spread Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s Årab Muslimā vulva apart with the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis and began rubbing it back and forth through the eager, expectant, and anticipating vulva.
A series of shudders passed through Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm as the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis touched her Årab Muslimā clitoris again.
She arched her glamorous back even deeper, presenting herself to me.
With the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis, again I searched for the delicate opening of her Årab Muslimā cunt, found it again, and then eased the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis inside.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm trembled all over again as I penetrated her with several inches of my ever rocketing hard Hindu masculine flesh of penis.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s Årab Muslimā feminine breathing became a slow, steady panting.
I, rocking my waist, pressed more and more of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis into her.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm, for my convenience, packed with burning desire and gigantic Årab Muslimā feminine lust for me, spread her beautiful legs further apart.
She herself began thrusting back against me.
I squeezed her beautiful thighs and her beautifully rounded fleshy Årab Muslimāt feminine buttocks and breasts, and all the while, I kept steadily driving further into her.
I reached down between her legs and felt the wet folds of her beautiful, lusty, juicy, Årab Muslimā cunt stuffed full of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis, holding it lustily, entirely, inside.
I put my hands over her nude waist and held her fast as I began employing my long and hard Hindu strokes.
She moaned with passion as she surged back against me.
The movements of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis had taken a steady rhythm now spearing her delightful, pleasant, charming, lovely, wonderful, enjoyable, amusing, agreeable, enchanting, and captivating, Årab Muslimā cunt.
The ever enticing, ever tempting, ever alluring, ever inviting, ever appealing, ever tantalizing, ever beguiling, ever captivating, rounded globes of flesh, her Årab Muslim nude buttocks, were filling my nude masculine Hindu lap again and again, thus imparting me immense sexual pleasure.
When she seemed to reach a plateau of sensation, I fucked her harder more firmly.
Captivated by my ever increasing, ever harder, penetrations, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was kissing me passionately again and again, all the while increasing the back and forth movements of her Årab Muslim feminine nude buttocks into my nude masculine Hindu lap.
My ever-rocketing Hindu penis was anointed with her Årab Muslim feminine juices of her cunt now.
Every time I withdrew it up to its head from her cunt, my Hindu penis was glistening with her Årab Muslimā cunt fluid.
Rocking back and forth on my Hindu penis again and again ultimately, she felt the pressure building inside her.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm started to flood over my Hindu penis inside her.
Both her delicate superb wonderful, striking, Årab Muslimā buttocks had again packed my nude Hindu lap taking my Hindu penis entirely into her wonderful, stunning, Årab Muslimā cunt.
Sheikħ Al Zabeer, she loved, was nowhere there up to very farthest surroundings.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began undulating the soft, elastic, flexible, resilient, flesh of her Årab Muslim feminine buttocks, rolling and twisting them out of enormous lust and passion for me.
As the head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis parted her Årab Muslim labial lips, she kissed me passionately.
The head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis slipped inside her damp recesses and sought out her Årab Muslim clitoral bud.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm threw back her head and gasped.
She was a virgin and the best man in the creations ever was entering her.
Her whole exquisite, Årab Muslimā feminine body was shaking, trembling, quivering, quaking, shuddering, and shivering, out of enormous Årab Muslimā feminine lust and passion for me, for a Hindu male.
She wrapped her exquisite, Årab Muslimāt feminine arms around my nude masculine Hindu waist and held me fast while she ground her Årab Muslimā clitoral bud against the head of my rocketing hard Hindu penis.
“Durgesh! Durgesh!” Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm murmured over and over as if my name had become a prayer for her.
I responded to each invocation of my name by her by stabbing deeper with my incredible, unique, Hindu penis into her exquisite Årab Muslimā cunt.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm pressed the back of her hand over her exquisite Årab Muslim feminine mouth to keep from screaming.
I stopped to catch my breath and Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began whimpering.
“Please don’t stop, Durgesh!” She gasped, “Durgesh! Don’t….stop….please.”
I spread Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s Årab Muslimā vulva apart with the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis and began rubbing it back and forth through the eager, expectant, and anticipating vulva.
A series of shudders passed through Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm as the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis touched her Årab Muslimā clitoris again.
Once again, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm began the litany of saying my name.
She arched her glamorous back even deeper, presenting herself to me.
With the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis, again I searched for the delicate opening of her Årab Muslimā cunt, found it again, and then eased the head of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis inside.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm trembled all over again as I penetrated her with several inches of my ever rocketing hard Hindu masculine flesh of penis.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm’s Årab Muslimā feminine breathing became a slow, steady panting.
I, rocking my waist, pressed more and more of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis into her.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm, for my convenience, packed with burning desire and gigantic Årab Muslimā feminine lust for me, spread her beautiful legs further apart.
She herself began thrusting back against me.
I squeezed her beautiful thighs and her beautifully rounded fleshy Årab Muslimāt feminine buttocks and breasts, and all the while, I kept steadily driving further into her.
I reached down between her legs and felt the wet folds of her beautiful, lusty, juicy, Årab Muslimā cunt stuffed full of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis, holding it lustily, entirely, inside.
I put my hands over her nude waist and held her fast as I began employing my long and hard Hindu strokes.
She moaned with passion as she surged back against me.
The movements of my ever-rocketing hard Hindu penis had taken a steady rhythm now spearing her delightful, pleasant, charming, lovely, wonderful, enjoyable, amusing, agreeable, enchanting, and captivating, Årab Muslimā cunt.
The ever enticing, ever tempting, ever alluring, ever inviting, ever appealing, ever tantalizing, ever beguiling, ever captivating, rounded globes of flesh, her Årab Muslim nude buttocks, were filling my nude masculine Hindu lap again and again, thus imparting me immense sexual pleasure.
The strained moans coming from Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm became more demanding as the pressure began to build in her.
When she seemed to reach a plateau of sensation, I fucked her harder more firmly.
Captivated by my ever increasing, ever harder, penetrations, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm was kissing me passionately again and again, all the while increasing the back and forth movements of her Årab Muslim feminine nude buttocks into my nude masculine Hindu lap.
My ever-rocketing Hindu penis was anointed with her Årab Muslim feminine juices of her cunt now.
Every time I withdrew it up to its head from her cunt, my Hindu penis was glistening with her Årab Muslimā cunt fluid.
Rocking back and forth on my Hindu penis again and again ultimately, she felt the pressure building inside her.
My ever-rocketing Hindu penis was anointed with her Årab Muslim feminine juices of her cunt now.
Every time I withdrew it up to its head from her cunt, my Hindu penis was glistening with her Årab Muslimā cunt fluid.
Rocking back and forth on my Hindu penis again and again ultimately, she felt the pressure building inside her.
Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm started to flood over my Hindu penis inside her.
Both her delicate superb wonderful, striking, Årab Muslimā buttocks had again packed my nude Hindu lap taking my Hindu penis entirely into her wonderful, stunning, Årab Muslimā cunt.
She was climaxing in torrents now over my Hindu penis.@
The news reached the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, while he was waiting for her eagerly.
“Don’t wait for Assalāt Ibrāhīm, any more, Al Zabeer!” Sheikħzādī Al Sābirā, being fucked by me on all her glamorous nude fours, smiled triumphantly, “You’d challenged me that Assalāt Ibrāhīm will never leave you. I’d said, ‘You don’t know, and being a male, you even can’t experience the miraculous control I has over a lady, when his Hindu penis is inside her cunt.”
“I still don’t believe you.” the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, looked at Sheikħzādī Al Sābirā contemptuously, “Ever since you knew that Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm loves me, you’ve tried to lead her to Durgesh. It was Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm herself who refused to replace me in her life even with Durgesh.”
“Well, meet her now, and see yourself with your own eyes.” Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah laughed.
“Auntie!” the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, smiled, “Perhaps you’re forgetting. Its not the first time you’re trying to prove, Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm loves Durgesh, instead of me.”
Till now, the eldest paternal uncle of the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, the ambitious husband of his beautiful mastermind wife, Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah, Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer remained silent.
Absolutely silent.
Now gravely he said.
“Your auntie was absolutely right, right from the beginning, Al Zabeer!”
The young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, merely laughed.
“The westerners have ‘invented’ several pseudo sciences to overcome the ‘danger’ they were facing in the form of Islām.” Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer tried to explain, but the young Sheikħ, Sheikħ Al Zabeer, raised his right hand.
“Please!! Please uncle! I’ve heard these wild theories of the moulvīs and the mullahs, so much, since I was born that I even can’t laugh at them now. I’m sorry to say that the moulvīs and the mullahs have distorted the image of Islām under the guise to preach it.”
“You are too full of prejudices, Al Zabeer! to listen to any logic.” Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer moved to his beautiful mastermind wife, Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah, “Let’s leave him with his misunderstandings, Al Sābirah! I’m sorry, you didn’t believe me when I told you, ‘your sacrifice will not even be believed’.”
Al Zabeer did not even care to pay any attention.
He was rather talking to the new comers, Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Jabeer and Sheikħzādī Al Quddoos Al Fātimā.
They had reached there only approximately five minutes ago.
Sheikħzādī Al Quddoos Al Fātimā looked at Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer.
“Surprising! I’m extremely surprised, uncle! To hear that even Aunt Al Sābirah has sacrificed for Al Zabeer. May I hear what the ‘sacrifice’ was?”
“Your sense of humor has really gone through a positive radical change,” Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer smiled, “Congratulations, Al Quddoos!”
Sheikħzādī Al Quddoos Al Fātimā raised her beautiful eyebrows innocently.
“I’m sorry, uncle! I didn’t understand.”
“It’s not your fault, niece! When a person is blinded with prejudices, even the present, before the eyes, can’t be seen.”
“Leave it Al Ůmer!” His beautiful mastermind wife, Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah pushed her exquisite, fine, superb, delicate, lovely, wonderful, Årab Muslim feminine nude buttocks into my nude Hindu lap, and took my entire Hindu penis into her lovely, inviting, tempting, enticing, welcoming, Årab Muslimah cunt, “I didn’t do it for Al Zabeer, as Al Hudā and Al Quddoos did, as other Muslimāt ul Kuwait did. I did it for myself. Durgesh is so handsome, his manhood is so unique, and his love actions are so famous among the extra ordinary beauties that I’m sorry; I couldn’t stop me from seducing him.”
Sheikħzādī Al Quddoos Al Fātimā laughed.
Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Jabeer also laughed.
“To speak truth, for a change; sometimes makes even the wicked happy.”
“Sorry,” Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah smiled tightening the pathway of her tempting, attractive, welcoming, Årab Muslimā cunt over the entire length and thickness of my Hindu penis, more and more, “I can’t challenge the experience of the wicked.”
After I disappeared with Sheikħzādī Al Sābirah, and after Sheikħ Al Ůmer Al Aħmad Al Zabeer left there, Sheikħzādī Al Quddoos Al Fātimā asked Al Zabeer.
“Why did she come here?”
“To make me believe that Sheikħzādī Assalāt Ibrāhīm is not loyal to me any more. She has told Durgesh that she loves him, not me and has even offered herself to him.”
Sheikħzādī Al Hudā Al Aħmad Al Jabeer and Sheikħzādī Al Quddoos Al Fātimā both looked at each other at first and then to me.
I stopped both of them in sexual codes to tell Al Zabeer the truth.
The Al Kuwait City was bursting with the terror created by perhaps the Iraqis.
But how she could be certain?
Then why she’s putting the blame on the Iraqis?
Only because once in the long past, their President, Saddām Husain, had attacked on the Kuwait?
Have Kuwaitīs not recovered from that shock even till now?
Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidahā Umm Moosā, seemed to be two people at the same time.
One part of her looked out of the window and the second part was trying to tell her that the things would be in order very soon.
Will they be?
This second part was also telling her that she had to do something.
She struggled to be logical but the logic was not winning.
Perhaps the mother in her is not satisfied.
“Kħātoon-e-Al Kuwait!” It was the voice of special agent, Imāmzādī Kħālidah Ibrāhīm.
“Yes?”
She did not turn from the window.
Behind her, she could see the reflections in the window glass, seven other secret agents stood with weapons out to keep the others away.
The first wild reaction was over.
Excitement had peaked and now every one was geared up for the final surge against the ‘Pāk’- universes.
“Madam President!” Imāmzādī Kħālidah Ibrāhīm said gravely with due respect to her, “We’ve to get you to….”
“Where?” Kħātoon-e-Al Kuwait, Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidā Umm Moosā, asked, “A place of safety?”
Despite her age of sixty, Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidā Umm Moosā, was a miracle to the other LO women, the women living on the oxygen still.
Some said, she had proven the LSIs’ and their supporters’ claims wrong, the other ones suspected her secret sexual relations with either Durgesh himself or with some another LSI, a man living on sexual intercourse, rather than on oxygen.
“Where’s that?” Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā asked in continuation, “Hadn’t Al Zabeer also was taken to a place of safety?”
“Our system failed once, Madam President! It isn’t necessary, it’ll fail again.” Imāmzādī Kħālidah Ibrāhīm answered her gravely.
Secretary of war, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān, tried to smile,
“We haven’t lost the game yet, Kħātoon-e-Al Kuwait! Fazal Ilāhī hasn’t lost a legal battle till now.”
“Till now.” She also smiled, but ironically, “Yet.”
Secretary of war, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah ArRaħmān hesitated for a moment, and then said,
“The house of galaxies has passed a resolution that the case against the young Sheikħ is fabricated, hence should be withdrawn.”
The call was unexpected.
The Secretary of war, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān, had been reported that the ‘Pāk-universes’ were helping the fight against terrorism.
The President, Sāliħah Lodī, has informed that the situation is under control; General Tabrez Muħammad himself had given her his personal assurance that the forces will do only what they’ll be ordered to do.
Yet, she has been called for the ‘final surge’ against ‘Pāk-universes’.
Why?
Well, she is the President.
She is Kħātoon-e-Al Kuwait, Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā.
She is a ruthless fighter.
Secretary of war, as she is, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān has to handle it carefully.
“The house of galaxies hasn’t passed the resolution with no vote against it.”
“The majority is the only rule needed to pass the resolution.”
“Yes, I think so.” Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā, nodded, “Even then the minority’s opinion cannot be ignored altogether.”
“I’m sorry, madam President! I don’t agree with you. Even according to the strict rules of democracy that we claim, we are exercising, the verdict of majority must be respected.”
“Even if I agree with you, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān! Secretary of war! The resolution is still to be passed in the ‘House of worlds’ in every galaxy separately.”
Secretary of war, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān couldn’t understand how she should respond.
Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidah Umm Moosā, turned to her.
“Alright, let’s get to the brass tacks.”
Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān waited.
“Each time someone talks peace in Al Kuwait universe,” Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidā Umm Moosā, continued, “Something particularly ugly happens soon afterward. On 1st Rabee ul Avval, 1641 Hijri, seven days after Hijb ul Mujāhideen commander, Abdul Khāliq Soofi, declared a unilateral ceasefire, our 91 worlds were attacked in Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy.”
Special agent, Imāmzādī Kħālidah Ibrāhīm looked at the Secretary of war, Sheikħzādī Sabeeħah Al Raħmān, and then gravely she said:
“A Roman Catholic Universe, ‘Abraham universe’ was suspected first; on the ground that it has registered its formal objection on the name of the galaxy.”
George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, looked gravely at Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm, The President of Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy.
“Please hear me out, madam President! I’ve come a long way at your invitation, but I must tell you, it’s my own temptation also that has brought me here.”
“Well,” Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm said tersely, “The Roman Catholics have no right to claim monopoly over Ħazrat Ibrāhīm ålaihissalām. The Jews along with the Christians have fought over the issue with Muslims for centuries.”
“Please,” George Davidson raised his right hand, “Please, madam President! We are not talking of war. We are trying to avoid the unpleasant probabilities only.”
Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, looked at George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, “Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy is capable to defend itself.”
Sunaýnā Dvivedī smiled.
Secretary of war,Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, was her real elder brother.
Sir Rām Kinkar Dvivedī had married Sheikħzādī Zainab Al Ůsmān, but he refused to Hindus that his sons and daughters should also be Hindus or Brāhmañs.
Sir Rām Kinkar Dvivedī, being an ardent communist, was thus the personality, responsible for the communism of Sunaýnā Dvivedī.
“Abraham universe knows it very well that Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy is capable to defend itself.” George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, smiled, “A galaxy is a small universe in itself, somewhat. No doubt, in a universe we’ve countless galaxies, as their number is ever increasing.”
Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, the eldest son of Sir Rām Kinkar Dvivedī and Sheikħzādī Zainab Al Ůsmān, looked at George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe.
He said curtly,
“The galaxies recede from one another, keeping the spatial density constant; meaning as old galaxies move apart, new galaxies are formed in the resulting vacancies. The old principle of continuous creation, known to even a child today.”
George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, merely smiled.
He’d expected the reaction.
“The universes have the advantage, thus, of this continuous creation.” Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm, The President of Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, said, “Their spatial area thus always remains in expansion, we know, but the universes have disadvantages also which the galaxies don’t have.”
“I don’t disagree with you, madam President! However, I haven’t come here to discuss the advantages and the disadvantages the universes and the galaxies have over one another.”
“Nevertheless,” Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, said gravely, “Since we’re talking about us we should discuss the advantages and the disadvantages the universes and the galaxies have over one another also.”
“If the Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, thinks its necessary, I can’t and won’t challenge his wisdom, even though I don’t agree with him, sorry.”
“We think it necessary.” Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, said politely but firmly.
“Then, please go ahead.” George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, surrendered smilingly.
It was obvious from his attitude that he wanted to say, ‘It’s your precious time and your people’s money. Just go ahead if you want to waste both of them.’
Nevertheless, he didn’t say it in so many words.
“We’ve just seen what a universe is.” Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, went on, “It has countless galaxies, as their number is ever increasing. the galaxies recede from one another keeping the spatial density constant, meaning as old galaxies move apart new galaxies are formed in the resulting vacancies; the old principle of continuous creation”
George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, waited patiently.
“Now let’s see what the galaxies themselves are.” Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, went on.
George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, smiled,
“I can’t claim I know more about the galaxies than a war secretary of a galaxy itself.”
Secretary of war, Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, Sheikħ Wājid Iqbāl, had hardly noticed the Ambassador’s comment. He went on again:
“The galaxies are huge congregations of stars held together by force of gravity. If there was no force of gravity among the stars, the galaxies wouldn’t have been formed.”
George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, smiled,
“When the expanding material of the creations broke up…”
“Why the material expands, and why it had broken up?” Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm, The President of Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, saw George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, smilingly.
“We all have different theories about it. Some say, not all the matter expands. We, the human beings are also made of matter. Our bodies are made of matter and it doesn’t expand.”
“Who advance such theories, are not competent scientists. They should leave practicing science and start to do something else worthwhile.” Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm, The President of I Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, said smiling.
Sunaýnā Dvivedī confirmed her.
“We the human beings are also made of expanding material. We grow from a child to a grown up. If it isn’t expansion, what’s it? We produce children, our children in turn again produce children, and the process goes on endlessly. What else it is, if not expansion?”
“Madam President!” George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, smiled.
Afraid of Sunaýnā Dvivedī, he decided not to talk to her.
Janak Chaturvedī, his real elder brother; had married her.
She didn’t stay with Janak Chaturvedī, a real elder brother of George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe.
Her enticing behavior to Janak Bachhalyā, soon became the most interesting news everywhere.
Now Janak Bachhalyā is also a history and Sunaýnā Dvivedī has started to live in nude in the nude lap of her own son in law, Durgesh, entirely unashamed of any thing she’d done.
Addressing Fareedah Ibrāhīm, George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, went on,
“I propose to discuss something worthwhile, please. We are the politicians, not the scientists. If we’ll go on to discuss scientific matters instead of political ones, our people will be left soon with no other alternatives except to expel us from politics and advise us to join science as our new carrier.”
They all laughed.
However, when the laughter died, Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm, The President of Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, said gravely,
“I’m sorry, Your Excellency! That I disagree with you.”
George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, saw her in a surprised manner.
“I’m sorry, madam President! I couldn’t follow you.”
“Then, please let me explain what I said.” Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm, The President of I Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, smiled amiably, “In the very long past, in India, on Earth, the Brāhmañs were the rulers. Gradually, they lost their political power to the Xatriýs, to the Bachhalyās at first, and then to the others e.g. Rājpûts. Why? What happened to change the situation?”
“I’m sorry.” Politely George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, said, “I haven’t gone in the ancient history of humankind so far, till now.”
“The Xatriýs, the Bachhalyās at first, studied the social necessities while the Brāhmañs refused to understand them. They were overconfident that they were the rulers from the beginning, they outnumber Xatriýs also including even the Bachhalyās, and so their rule could not be challenged.”
“I think, they were proved wrong and the Xatriýs won, despite the Brāhmañs outnumbered them.”
“Quite right.” Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm, The President of Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy, confirmed George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, “The Brāhmañs, even then, didn’t try to understand the changes the society had undergone. They lost their political power for ever and had to compromise with the Xatriýs, the Bachhalyās at first, only on spiritual power.”
“And the moral of the history madam President has just reiterated?”
“Every successful politician should not only know what he or she can do for people, he or she should also know what the people expect from him or her.”
“So?”
Sunaýnā Dvivedī again helped Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm.
“Those were the days of the primitives. We are living now in an era too long far ahead of them. It is a too much advanced scientific era. Our social system is based on too much advanced science. If we don’t understand it, we can’t understand the people we rule over.”
“Madam President!” George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, addressed Sheikħzādī Fareedah Ibrāhīm again, and smiled, “I haven’t gone through the entire long history of the political struggle between the Brāhmañs and the Xatriýs. We have our own specialists on the subject. You certainly have something definite in mind in bringing the subject out while we were talking of space. If you don’t want to be more specific…”
“I’ve told what I wanted to tell you. From the expressions on your face, you tried to hide; I know the message has reached the destination.” Sheikħzādī Fareedā Ibrāhīm said.
Sunaýnā Dvivedī smiled at her.
“We are not the Brāhmañs, madam President! If that’s what you want to tell us.” George Davidson, Ambassador Abraham universe, said dryly.
“The Abraham universe had suggested,” Special agent, Imāmzādī Kħālidah Ibrāhīm, went on, “that the name of the galaxy should not be registered as ‘Durgesh Assalāt Ibrāhīm galaxy’. Because in the Roman Catholic faith, Ħazrat Ibrāhīm ålaihissalām were a Jew, not a Muslim. ‘Assalāt Ibrāhīm’ means prayer of Ħazrat Ibrāhīm ålaihissalām according to Muslim faith. The Abraham universe had suggested that the Muslims are free to have any faith, but at least they should respect the faith of the others also.”
“Yes.” Kħātoon-e-Al Kuwait, Sheikħ Ammī, Sheikħzādī Kħālidā Umm Moosā, now smiled, “I remember now. The Abraham universe had suggested that at least we should refrain from the conflicting faiths to use for the names of the galaxies.”
And at the same time, she remembered the Religious freedom Saůūdī Arabiabch Creations allowed and its Religious Police.
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10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
15. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–11
16. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–12
17. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–13
18. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–14
19. A deserving unfaithfulness
20. A deserving unfaithfulness-2
23. A secret Smile
24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
27. The three pregnants-1
28. The three pregnants-2
29. In the Moonlight
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
31. Now entirely secured and safe
33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
44. Hell, I revolt
47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1
48. Making love and understanding everything
49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh
50. After the death of my husband
52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now
53. The most memorable Eidī of her life
54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared
55. You are the best. You don’t know
56. I’m not defeated even yet-1
57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife
59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
64. I live with him
66. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-1
67. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-2
68. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-3
69. The Ammījān, Durgesh and her daughter: It was my duty-4
70. My Hindu Dad’s two Musalmān Wives
71. It all happened just naturally-1
72. It all happened just naturally-2
73. Under Open Sky
75. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-1
76. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-2
77. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-3
78. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-4
79. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-5
80. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-6
81. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-7
82. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-8
83. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-9
84. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-10
85. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-11
86. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-12
87. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-13
88. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-14
89. Sixty One Eighteen in Love-15
90. The Extent
94. Ahl-Al Bayt 1: College tour
95. Ahl-Al Bayt 2: The Aftereffect
96. Ahl-Al Bayt 3: The Aftereffect
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 4: Satisfaction
98. Ahl-Al Bayt 5: The Surprising Rest
99. Ahl-Al Bayt 6: The Nude Day Arranged
100. Ahl-Al Bayt 7
101. Ahl-Al Bayt 8: The Uncut Hindu Obsession
102. Ahl-Al Bayt 9:The Obsession Continued
103. Ahl-Al Bayt 10: The Obsession Still Continued
104. Ahl-Al Bayt 11: One More Obsession
105. Ahl-Al Bayt 12: Obsession One More
106. Ahl-Al Bayt 13
107. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
108. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
109. Ahl-Al Bayt 16
110. Ahl-Al Bayt 17
111. Ahl-Al Bayt 18
112.Ahl-Al Bayt 19
113. Ahl-Al Bayt 20
114. Ahl-Al Bayt 21
115. Ahl-Al Bayt 22
116. Ahl-Al Bayt 23
117. Ahl-Al Bayt 24
118. Ahl-Al Bayt 25
119. Ahl-Al Bayt 26
120. Ahl-Al Bayt 27
121. Ahl-Al Bayt 28
122. Ahl-Al Bayt 29
123. Ahl-Al Bayt 30
124. The everincreasing infinite lust
125. The women in my life
126. My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
129. Jahān Ārā Aurangzeb Bājī and a Fools’ Paradise
130. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 1
131. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 2
132. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 3
133. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 4
134. Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah: Social Service: 5
135. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:1
136. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:2
137. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:3
138. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:4
139.Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:5
140. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:6
141. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:7
142. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:8
143. Durgesh Sidrah: One more mastermind:9
145. She protested
146. Durgesh Fātimah: A Day at the Beach
147. The threesome
148. You’ve proved your titles true
149. The Chairman: 1
150. The Chairman: 2
151. The Chairman: 3
152. The Chairman: 4
153. The Chairman: 5
154. An Underworld Don: 1
155. An Underworld Don: 2
156. An Underworld Don: 3
157. An Underworld Don: 4
158. An Underworld Don: 5
159. An Underworld Don: 6
160. An Underworld Don: 7
161. An Underworld Don: 8
162. An Underworld Don: 9
163. An Underworld Don: 10
164. Age no bar: 1
165. Age no bar: 2
169. Her Ultimate Decision : 3
170. Her Ultimate Decision : 4
171. Her Ultimate Decision : 5
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1
10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2
11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1
12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2
13. Eidul Fitr-1
14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!
15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-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
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Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
1. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 1
2. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 2
3. The Foundation Story Coninued: Chapter 3
4 . The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 4
5. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 5
6. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 6
7. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 7
8. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 8
9. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 9
10. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 10
11. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 11
12. The Foundation Story Continued: Chapter 12
13. The Foundation story continued: Chapter 13
14. Prelude to Ten Commandments-1
15. Prelude to Ten Commandments-2
16. Prelude to Ten Commandments-3
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Commentary on Ved from DSM Satyarthi:
1. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
2. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 2
3. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 5| Mantr 3
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 5
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 7| Mantr 8
4. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 1
5. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 2
6. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 3
7. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 4
8. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 5
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
13. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 58| Mantr 6
14. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 20
15. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 164| Mantr 46
16. R’gved: Mandal 2| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
17 R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
18. R’gved: Mandal 3| Sookt 6| Mantr 2
19. R’gved: Mandal 4| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
20. R’gved: Mandal 5| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
21. R’gved: Mandal 6| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
22. R’gved: Mandal 7| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
23. R’gved: Mandal 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
24. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
25. R’gved: Mandal 9| Sookt 63| Mantr 4-5
26. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
27. R’gved: Mandal 10| Sookt 85| Mantr 42
28. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 1
29. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 2
30. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 3
31. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 1| Mantr 4
32. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 11| Mantr 1
33. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 13| Mantr 4
34. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 23| Mantr 3
35. Yajurved: Adhyaay’ 40| Mantr8
36. Saamved: Mantr 1
38. Sāmved: Mantr 641: Mahānāmnyārchik| 1
39. Sāmved: Mantr 650: Mahānāmnyārchik| 10
40. Sāmved: Mantr 651: Uttarārchik
41. Atharv Ved: Kaand 1| Sookt 1| Mantr 1
42. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 3
43. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 4
44. Atharv Ved: Kānd 3| Sookt 30| Mantr 6
45. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 6
46. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 7
47. Atharv Ved: Kānd 4| Sookt 4| Mantr 8
48. Atharv Ved: Kaand 8| Sookt 1| Mantr 6
49. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 1| Mantr 22
50. Atharv Ved: Kaand 14| Sookt 2| Mantr 25
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Other interesting writings from DSM Satyarthi:
More Science Fictions from DSM Satyarthi:
1. Prelude to Ten Commandments
2. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1
3. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2
4. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3
5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5
7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
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Other interesting writings from DSM Satyarthi:
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Creative Adult Sex in English from Durgesh
1. Bahoo Bégum
3 The daughters and wife of my Musalmān friend
4.The Extramarital affair: Durgesh Åāýéshah Siddīqah:Social Service
5. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–1
6. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–2
7. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–3
8. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–4
9. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–5
10. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–6
11. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–7
12. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–8
13. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–9
14. Årab Mahā Bhārat: 1/18: ‘Ādi Parv: Saůūdī Årabia’–10
15.My Social Service: My Sex Empire: Durgesh
16. A Deep Conflict-1
17. A deserving unfaithfulness
18. A deserving unfaithfulness-2
20. Yåqūb Family-1
24. My dad’s new Musalmān wife
26. The three pregnants-1
27. The three pregnants-2
28. In the Moonlight
30. Sālī, Ammījān!
31. Now entirely secured and safe
33. Al Jihād fil Durgesh fī sabīlillāh
34. Kħadījah Åbdullah Bājī seduced me
41. Scintillating Ammī and daughter
43. I still love Durgesh, with immense pride
44. Hell, I revolt
47. Arātīyato ni dahāti Vedah: The untold history of our freedom fight-1
48. Making love and understanding everything
49. We both, Nādirah, and Arzumand, love Durgesh
50. After the death of my husband
52. Ultimately, I’m an Ammī now
53. The most memorable Eidī of her life
54. It was 24×7, that was all we three cared
55. You are the best. You don’t know
56. I’m not defeated even yet-1
57. Misunderstanding: Everyone thought she’s my wife
59. Kħadījah Durgesh Åāyeshah: I Lost My Sister And Wife To Durgesh
62. I love my wife Kħadījah Muħammad
64. I live with him
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More creative adult sex in Hindi/Urdu from Durgesh:
9. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-1
10. Mérā Piyā ghar āyā,Yā Allah! Uiiii!-2
11. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-1
12. Durgesh Sidrah Aħmad aur uski Bhābhījān-2
13. Eidul Fitr-1
14. Mérī mubārakbād qabool farmāýén, Ħazrat!
15. Méré Māmūzād Cousin kī Sasurāl mein main
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ16 ‘Fabiayyi ālāi Rabbikumā tukazzibāni?’
17. Ahal-e-Bait-1
Creative Adult Sex: Durgesh 