30-06-2022, 02:08 PM
"YA ,.'HHHHHHHH!! BOTH... HOLESSSS!!" Khadijah screamed and cried, her eyes wide with shock at feeling a cock both in her cunt and ass. Once again she had seen and read about double penetrations but to experience was something else entirely. The pain of her ass being invaded was matched by the pleasure of feeling her cunt being invaded. She was experiencing pain and pleasure simultaneously and every nerve in her body was on fire, she was experiencing complete sensory overload. Her mind was crumbling under the sensation, and then both men began to fuck her in earnest shoving their cocks in and out of her.
"YA FUCK, BIG... COCK... SO... GOODD... HURT... I... LOVEEEE... YES... OH... YES... CUM... I... CUMMINGGGG!!" she screamed out incoherently, her mind having turned in to a pile of mush. She could no longer form words clearly as she got DP'd by these fat older white men. All three of them were dripping with sweat, none more so than Khadijah, whose hair clung to her head and face as she continued to scream incoherently. The loud thuds of the men slamming in to her could not drown out her screams nor could the loud creaking of the bed, one that made it sound like it was about to break at any moment. Her screaming stopped for a few seconds when Henry and George swapped positions.
She no longer felt pain, the pleasure had now doubled. Never in a million years did she think she would ever have anal sex let alone enjoy it. She also came to realisation that if her divorce had not occurred then she would never have experienced this, any way the divorce and the subsequent estrangement from the community she held in high regards once had freed her. And now the result of this freedom was having two thick white uncut infidel cocks using her holes like they were meant.
"YA FUCK, BIG... COCK... SO... GOODD... HURT... I... LOVEEEE... YES... OH... YES... CUM... I... CUMMINGGGG!!" she screamed out incoherently, her mind having turned in to a pile of mush. She could no longer form words clearly as she got DP'd by these fat older white men. All three of them were dripping with sweat, none more so than Khadijah, whose hair clung to her head and face as she continued to scream incoherently. The loud thuds of the men slamming in to her could not drown out her screams nor could the loud creaking of the bed, one that made it sound like it was about to break at any moment. Her screaming stopped for a few seconds when Henry and George swapped positions.
She no longer felt pain, the pleasure had now doubled. Never in a million years did she think she would ever have anal sex let alone enjoy it. She also came to realisation that if her divorce had not occurred then she would never have experienced this, any way the divorce and the subsequent estrangement from the community she held in high regards once had freed her. And now the result of this freedom was having two thick white uncut infidel cocks using her holes like they were meant.
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भीड़ है क़यामत की फिर भी हम अकेले हैं.