12-02-2023, 08:25 PM
As the Ghindustani mard brutally pounded away on the Pappistani aurat's choot, waves of pleasure seemed to grip at her, every muscle in her body seemed to clench, even her toes curled.
I could hear the juice begin to squirt from her, with each thrust of the man's big Ghindu gaand came a juicy slapping sound like a dog lapping at a dish of water.
Staring intently at her pretty face, I watched as her mouth opened wide, about as wide as a mouth can open, but no sound uttered from it. She looked as if she were screaming at the top of her lungs, but the only sound in the room was the sound of her sloppy choot in rhythm with the man's body smacking into hers at an unbelievable fast rate of speed.
For another thirty seconds or so the climax rippled through her, then finally she exhaled in one long gasp which seemed to go on forever.
But just as she began to inhale air into her lungs again, the man's mouth opened wide and he began uttering hoarse gasps from it, clearly he was getting ready to cum.
This immediately grabbed the woman's attention and she began speaking to him. I don't speak Palochistani, but by her pleading expression I would guess she was begging him to refrain from cumming in her choot.
Pausing for a second, the man pulled his chest up and off the woman, I could see her front now, covered in sweat. She had a very nice rack of big safed mummays. The man placed the palms of his large hands on her mummays, and then he squeezed the two big orbs. After quickly repositioning his knees, he began fucking her again, just as hard as before.
It was not long before he was raising his face towards the ceiling like a wolf howling at the moon. Then he began to shout,
The Ghindustani rapist kept thrusting rhythmically, feeling her hole pulse around his fat lund. She writhed breathlessly, squirming under the stranger's assault, shaking her head no, no, no the whole time.
As I watched the fat, dark-brown lund invading the woman’s safed choot, I knew it was going to explode and I knew he was going to deposit it as deep inside her as possible, there was no pulling out now.
He forced her thighs wide open, slamming his entire length into her one last time. She screamed again, her eyes on his.
"Har Har Mahadevam! Jai Shri Rwam!"
With these words discharging from his mouth, and with his fingers digging deeply into her tit-flesh, the man's balls erupted forcefully, shooting ropes of Ghindustani sperm directly into her Pappistani defenceless cervix.
She closed her eyes, crying again, feeling the stranger inseminating her kokh.
The man continued to chant “Jai Shri Rwam!” as he continued to plough her unprotected womb with his meat-pipe, planting his Ghindustani fertilizer deep inside her.
Flooding the pakeezah kokh with thick ribbons of sanskari veerya, it seemed his prick throbbed and spurted for a full minute. She cried quietly while the last throbs of his potent fertilizer oozed into her. Surely she'd just been impregnated, she'd never before been filled so full, so deeply.
He grownled again, his lund still inside her, his head collapsed on her mummays.
With that, I clicked on the stop button on my video camera, ending the live-stream.
The pujari was right. The conquest of naya Pappistan is not done by guns and swords, but by uncircumcised lunds and testicles.
In Pappistan, women have always outnumbered men. So I assumed there were about 1600 helpless, unprotected and nubile Bussalman aurats available in this small fishing town. And that meant, each of these 80 Ghindustani sanghis would be able to enslave a minimum of 20 beautiful Pappistani wombs for his personal harem!
From what I’d witnessed today, there is surely going to be a population boom in this town. The sanghis will make sure to impregnate each of his 20 Buslimah fuck-slaves, planting Pappistani bellies with Ghindustani warrior baby boys.
So this is how the Ghindutva regime is planing to extinguish Bussalman men from Pappistan! They are outbreeding us, and our Buslimah khwatein are enabling the extinction of their own menfolk.
I could hear the juice begin to squirt from her, with each thrust of the man's big Ghindu gaand came a juicy slapping sound like a dog lapping at a dish of water.
Staring intently at her pretty face, I watched as her mouth opened wide, about as wide as a mouth can open, but no sound uttered from it. She looked as if she were screaming at the top of her lungs, but the only sound in the room was the sound of her sloppy choot in rhythm with the man's body smacking into hers at an unbelievable fast rate of speed.
For another thirty seconds or so the climax rippled through her, then finally she exhaled in one long gasp which seemed to go on forever.
But just as she began to inhale air into her lungs again, the man's mouth opened wide and he began uttering hoarse gasps from it, clearly he was getting ready to cum.
This immediately grabbed the woman's attention and she began speaking to him. I don't speak Palochistani, but by her pleading expression I would guess she was begging him to refrain from cumming in her choot.
Pausing for a second, the man pulled his chest up and off the woman, I could see her front now, covered in sweat. She had a very nice rack of big safed mummays. The man placed the palms of his large hands on her mummays, and then he squeezed the two big orbs. After quickly repositioning his knees, he began fucking her again, just as hard as before.
It was not long before he was raising his face towards the ceiling like a wolf howling at the moon. Then he began to shout,
The Ghindustani rapist kept thrusting rhythmically, feeling her hole pulse around his fat lund. She writhed breathlessly, squirming under the stranger's assault, shaking her head no, no, no the whole time.
As I watched the fat, dark-brown lund invading the woman’s safed choot, I knew it was going to explode and I knew he was going to deposit it as deep inside her as possible, there was no pulling out now.
He forced her thighs wide open, slamming his entire length into her one last time. She screamed again, her eyes on his.
"Har Har Mahadevam! Jai Shri Rwam!"
With these words discharging from his mouth, and with his fingers digging deeply into her tit-flesh, the man's balls erupted forcefully, shooting ropes of Ghindustani sperm directly into her Pappistani defenceless cervix.
She closed her eyes, crying again, feeling the stranger inseminating her kokh.
The man continued to chant “Jai Shri Rwam!” as he continued to plough her unprotected womb with his meat-pipe, planting his Ghindustani fertilizer deep inside her.
Flooding the pakeezah kokh with thick ribbons of sanskari veerya, it seemed his prick throbbed and spurted for a full minute. She cried quietly while the last throbs of his potent fertilizer oozed into her. Surely she'd just been impregnated, she'd never before been filled so full, so deeply.
He grownled again, his lund still inside her, his head collapsed on her mummays.
With that, I clicked on the stop button on my video camera, ending the live-stream.
The pujari was right. The conquest of naya Pappistan is not done by guns and swords, but by uncircumcised lunds and testicles.
In Pappistan, women have always outnumbered men. So I assumed there were about 1600 helpless, unprotected and nubile Bussalman aurats available in this small fishing town. And that meant, each of these 80 Ghindustani sanghis would be able to enslave a minimum of 20 beautiful Pappistani wombs for his personal harem!
From what I’d witnessed today, there is surely going to be a population boom in this town. The sanghis will make sure to impregnate each of his 20 Buslimah fuck-slaves, planting Pappistani bellies with Ghindustani warrior baby boys.
So this is how the Ghindutva regime is planing to extinguish Bussalman men from Pappistan! They are outbreeding us, and our Buslimah khwatein are enabling the extinction of their own menfolk.
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