25-10-2024, 07:21 PM
Update-6
Rashid's tongue felt like a snake slithering through her wet folds, his teeth grazing her sensitive clit as he held her down. Noorjahan's body responded with a shiver of pleasure that she couldn't suppress, despite the humiliation burning in her cheeks. She felt the mattress dip as Adeel's weight shifted, his eyes burning into her as he watched his father claim her.
aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh "Ah...yes, abbu..." she gasped, her voice trembling with the effort of holding back her screams of ecstasy. Her eyes searched for Adeel's, seeking his reaction to her degradation, but his gaze was dark, his jaw clenched. she ask adeel to come to her.
Adeel's eyes never left Noorjahan's, the conflict in his gaze a silent storm. He remained seated, his cock pulsing in his hand as he watched his father devour her pussy like a starving man at a feast. Rashid's tongue darted in and out, lapping up her juices, his moustache glistening with her arousal.
"Look at her, Adeel," Rashid said, his voice thick with lust as he sat up, his cock standing tall and demanding. "Look at your wife, begging for my cock like the slut she is." Noorjahan's eyes widened, a mix of fear and excitement in her gaze as she met Adeel's. she again called him near her and adeel came to her she holds adeel cock.
Adeel felt his cock pulse in Noorjahan's gentle grip as he reluctantly sat back down, his eyes never leaving hers. Rashid took this as a silent surrender and plunged his cock into her soaking wet pussy with a brutal force that made her cry out. He grabbed her ass and began to fuck her hard, his hips slapping against her flesh with a rhythm that echoed through the room.
ahh aooh "Oh...oh...fuck me, abbu...fuck me harder...yes, like that...yes!"
"Look at this greedy bitch," Rashid sneered, his eyes boring into Adeel's, "she can't get enough of my cock, can she?" He thrust deeper into Noorjahan, making her arch her back and cry out louder.
Adeel's grip tightened around his own cock as he remained silent, his eyes locked onto the erotic sight of his father's cock disappearing into his wife's pussy over and over again. Noorjahan's face was a mask of pleasure and pain as she was mercilessly pounded by the man who had raised him.
Rashid's hands found their way to Noorjahan's bouncing tits, squeezing them roughly as he continued to fuck her from behind. "Take it, slut," he growled, the sound of his balls slapping against her ass filling the room. Adeel felt his own cock throb in response to the degradation.
Noorjahan's eyes fluttered shut, her body a canvas of red blush as Rashid's fingers pinched and twisted her nipples. She moaned, the sound muffled by the pillow she was biting into. Her pussy was stretched to its limits, filled with her father-in-law's thick cock that plunged into her over and over again. Adeel sat on the edge of the bed, his own dick in his hand, watching the scene unfold with a strange mix of anger and excitement.
Rashid's hips smacked into Noorjahan's ass, leaving a trail of pleasure mixed with pain. "You like that, don't you, slut?" he grunted, his grip on her tits tightening.
Noorjahan couldn't find her voice to respond as her body was being claimed by her father-in-law's relentless assault. Adeel watched, his hand moving up and down his erect cock, the friction sending waves of heat through him. He felt torn between anger and the undeniable arousal that was building within him.
Rashid's grip on Noorjahan's hips grew firmer as he picked up the pace, his dick hammering into her pussy. He called her a slut, his voice filled with a raw, primal lust that seemed to echo the very beat of his heart.
Adeel watched in shocked silence as Rashid's hips pumped wildly, his dick disappearing into Noorjahan's pussy with every powerful stroke. The room was filled with the wet sounds of their frenzied lovemaking, the air thick with the scent of sweat and desire.
Rashid's eyes were ablaze with lust as he fucked Noorjahan, his teeth gritted and his powerful body moving with an animalistic grace that seemed to defy his age. His hand reached up to squeeze her breast roughly, his thumb flicking her nipple until it was a hard peak. "You love this, don't you, you little slut?" he growled, his voice thick with desire.
"Yes...yes," she murmured, her voice thick with need.
Noorjahan: I felt Rashid's breath hot on my neck as he whispered his vulgarities, his teeth grazing my earlobe. "Take it, you little slut," he growled, his thick cock pummeling into me without mercy. My eyes met Adeel's, his hand still wrapped around his own erection, his expression unreadable. I reached back and grabbed Rashid's hip, urging him deeper, my body a vessel for his relentless desire.
Rashid: Say it, say you're my slut.
Noorjahan's eyes fluttered shut, her breath hitching in her throat. She felt Adeel's gaze on her, his hand still wrapped around his dick, and she knew she had to give Rashid what he wanted. "Y-yes," she whimpered, her voice strained. "I'm your slut." The words seemed to spur Rashid on, his thrusts becoming more brutal, his cock filling her to the brim
With a whimper, Noorjahan felt Rashid's thick, rigid cock plunge into her depths with an unyielding force, filling her completely. She bit her lip to muffle her moans as he began to fuck her with a primal intensity, his hands squeezing her boobs and his mouth whispering lewd words into her ear."Oh, you're such a good slut for me, Noorjahan," Rashid's voice was a mix of sneer and praise, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her.
"A...Abbu..." she gasps as Rashid's grip tightens on her hips, slamming into her with each punishing thrust. She can feel the room spinning around her, the painful pleasure blurring her vision. She tries to focus on Adeel's face, desperately needing to read his emotions. His silence is deafening.
Rashid: "You're such a slut, aren't you, Noorjahan?" he growls, his dick plunging into her depths without mercy. "You love it when I fill you up like this, don't you?" His voice is a dark whisper in the quiet room, the only other sounds the wet slaps of skin on skin and their harsh panting.
Noorjahan: (her voice is barely above a whisper, her eyes locked onto Adeel's) "Y-yes...Abbu," she stammers, her pussy tightening around Rashid's cock. She's lost in a whirlwind of sensations, torn between the fear of Rashid's dominance and the need to appease him.
Her body tenses as Rashid's harsh words echo through the room. Despite her inner turmoil, she feels a strange thrill at being called his slut. The feeling of his thick cock pounding into her pussy becomes almost addictive. She tries to keep her voice steady as she addresses Rashid. "Yes, Abbu...I'm your slut," she murmurs, her cheeks flaming red.
Rashid's eyes flicker with a dark triumph as he feels Noorjahan's body respond to his degradation. His strokes become more demanding, his breath hot on her neck as he whispers, "That's it, my sweet whore, tell me how much you love my cock."
Noorjahan gasps, her body betraying her as she rises to meet each of Rashid's powerful thrusts. The words feel like a knife twisting in her heart, but the fire in her core only burns hotter. She whispers back, "I love it, Abbu...please don't stop."
Noorjahan's body arches, her breasts heaving, as Rashid's cock reaches deeper into her. The pain is a sharp edge that she embraces, letting it mingle with the pleasure that's building like a storm within her. She cries out, her nails digging into the bed as she feels the first tremors of climax.
Rashid's strokes become more erratic, his breathing more ragged. His eyes lock onto Noorjahan's, a silent question burning within them. She nods, her own breath coming in short, sharp gasps, and with one final, brutal thrust, he fills her to the brim, his warm cum flooding her insides.
As the wave of ecstasy subsides, Rashid's grip on Noorjahan's hips relaxes, his cock still buried deep inside her. He leans down, capturing her mouth in a fierce, claiming kiss. His tongue invades her mouth, tasting of lust and power.
Noorjahan's body, trembling from the intensity of her orgasm, responds to Rashid's kiss with a passion that surprises even herself. Her hands move up his body, tangling in the salt-and-pepper hairs of his chest, pulling him closer as their kiss deepens.
Rashid's cock, still lodged deep within Noorjahan's quivering cunt, slowly starts to soften, their bodies still locked in the embrace of passion. He breaks the kiss, his chest heaving with the exertion of his climax, looking down at her with a mix of satisfaction and a hint of possessiveness.
With a final, lingering kiss, Rashid pulls out of Noorjahan's drenched pussy, leaving a trail of cum that clings to her inner thighs. Adeel, watching from the side, feels a strange mix of emotions - anger, arousal, and a twisted form of love. He sees his father's cock, glistening with the proof of their shared conquest, and something in him snaps.
As Rashid's cock slides out of her, Noorjahan gasps, feeling empty and used in the best possible way. She looks at Adeel, her eyes pleading for his acceptance. Rashid, noticing the tension, takes a moment to catch his breath before speaking.
Noorjahan, feeling the warmth of Rashid's seed inside her, leans up and kisses him deeply. It's a kiss that speaks of submission and passion, one that Adeel can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy for.
As Rashid's tongue ravages her mouth, Noorjahan's thoughts swirl in a tornado of passion and fear. She feels his cum trickling out of her stretched pussy, a sticky reminder of his claim on her. Her body trembles as she kisses him back, her heart racing.
Rashid's kiss becomes more urgent, his tongue claiming her mouth as his cock claimed her pussy. His hands roam possessively over her body, squeezing her breasts, his thumbs grazing her sensitive nipples.
Noorjahan moans into the kiss, her body still quivering from the intense orgasm Rashid's relentless fucking had just delivered. His cum leaks from her pussy, painting their entwined bodies with a sordid testament to his dominance.
Rashid's hand slides from Noorjahan's breast to her face, gently cupping her cheek as he deepens the kiss. He tastes his own cum on her lips, and the raw eroticism of the moment sends a shiver down his spine.
Rashid's kiss is like a brand, leaving a mark of ownership on Noorjahan's swollen, cum-covered lips. She responds with a fervor that's part desperation, part passion, her hands gripping the bed sheets as if to hold onto reality.
Noorjahan: (kisses Adeel's forehead, her body still trembling) "I need you to understand, my love..."
Noorjahan's gentle kiss on Adeel's forehead sends a shiver down his spine, the scent of their combined lust lingering in the air. He looks at her, his eyes filled with a complex mix of love, confusion, and reluctant arousal.
Adeel, unable to find the words to express his tumultuous emotions, nods slowly, his gaze drifting from Noorjahan's swollen, kiss-stained lips to her heaving chest. The sight of her hardened nipples peeking through the wet fabric of her nightdress is almost too much to bear.
As Rashid's breathing evened into the rhythm of sleep, Noorjahan carefully extricated herself from the tangle of sheets and limbs. The room was silent except for the soft snores of her bloody lover father in law she had just been intimate with. She felt a strange cocktail of emotions—shame, love, and a burning curiosity about what the future held for her. She tiptoed to the bathroom, her body still thrumming with the echoes of pleasure. As she cleaned up, she couldn't help but look at her reflection in the mirror, her eyes filled with a mix of happiness and excitement. She knew that this was only the beginning of a tumultuous journey that would test her marriage, her sanity, and her very soul. She returned to the bedroom, put on her clothes, and left the room quietly, her heart heavy but her steps determined.
Rashid's tongue felt like a snake slithering through her wet folds, his teeth grazing her sensitive clit as he held her down. Noorjahan's body responded with a shiver of pleasure that she couldn't suppress, despite the humiliation burning in her cheeks. She felt the mattress dip as Adeel's weight shifted, his eyes burning into her as he watched his father claim her.
aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh "Ah...yes, abbu..." she gasped, her voice trembling with the effort of holding back her screams of ecstasy. Her eyes searched for Adeel's, seeking his reaction to her degradation, but his gaze was dark, his jaw clenched. she ask adeel to come to her.
Adeel's eyes never left Noorjahan's, the conflict in his gaze a silent storm. He remained seated, his cock pulsing in his hand as he watched his father devour her pussy like a starving man at a feast. Rashid's tongue darted in and out, lapping up her juices, his moustache glistening with her arousal.
"Look at her, Adeel," Rashid said, his voice thick with lust as he sat up, his cock standing tall and demanding. "Look at your wife, begging for my cock like the slut she is." Noorjahan's eyes widened, a mix of fear and excitement in her gaze as she met Adeel's. she again called him near her and adeel came to her she holds adeel cock.
Adeel felt his cock pulse in Noorjahan's gentle grip as he reluctantly sat back down, his eyes never leaving hers. Rashid took this as a silent surrender and plunged his cock into her soaking wet pussy with a brutal force that made her cry out. He grabbed her ass and began to fuck her hard, his hips slapping against her flesh with a rhythm that echoed through the room.
ahh aooh "Oh...oh...fuck me, abbu...fuck me harder...yes, like that...yes!"
"Look at this greedy bitch," Rashid sneered, his eyes boring into Adeel's, "she can't get enough of my cock, can she?" He thrust deeper into Noorjahan, making her arch her back and cry out louder.
Adeel's grip tightened around his own cock as he remained silent, his eyes locked onto the erotic sight of his father's cock disappearing into his wife's pussy over and over again. Noorjahan's face was a mask of pleasure and pain as she was mercilessly pounded by the man who had raised him.
Rashid's hands found their way to Noorjahan's bouncing tits, squeezing them roughly as he continued to fuck her from behind. "Take it, slut," he growled, the sound of his balls slapping against her ass filling the room. Adeel felt his own cock throb in response to the degradation.
Noorjahan's eyes fluttered shut, her body a canvas of red blush as Rashid's fingers pinched and twisted her nipples. She moaned, the sound muffled by the pillow she was biting into. Her pussy was stretched to its limits, filled with her father-in-law's thick cock that plunged into her over and over again. Adeel sat on the edge of the bed, his own dick in his hand, watching the scene unfold with a strange mix of anger and excitement.
Rashid's hips smacked into Noorjahan's ass, leaving a trail of pleasure mixed with pain. "You like that, don't you, slut?" he grunted, his grip on her tits tightening.
Noorjahan couldn't find her voice to respond as her body was being claimed by her father-in-law's relentless assault. Adeel watched, his hand moving up and down his erect cock, the friction sending waves of heat through him. He felt torn between anger and the undeniable arousal that was building within him.
Rashid's grip on Noorjahan's hips grew firmer as he picked up the pace, his dick hammering into her pussy. He called her a slut, his voice filled with a raw, primal lust that seemed to echo the very beat of his heart.
Adeel watched in shocked silence as Rashid's hips pumped wildly, his dick disappearing into Noorjahan's pussy with every powerful stroke. The room was filled with the wet sounds of their frenzied lovemaking, the air thick with the scent of sweat and desire.
Rashid's eyes were ablaze with lust as he fucked Noorjahan, his teeth gritted and his powerful body moving with an animalistic grace that seemed to defy his age. His hand reached up to squeeze her breast roughly, his thumb flicking her nipple until it was a hard peak. "You love this, don't you, you little slut?" he growled, his voice thick with desire.
"Yes...yes," she murmured, her voice thick with need.
Noorjahan: I felt Rashid's breath hot on my neck as he whispered his vulgarities, his teeth grazing my earlobe. "Take it, you little slut," he growled, his thick cock pummeling into me without mercy. My eyes met Adeel's, his hand still wrapped around his own erection, his expression unreadable. I reached back and grabbed Rashid's hip, urging him deeper, my body a vessel for his relentless desire.
Rashid: Say it, say you're my slut.
Noorjahan's eyes fluttered shut, her breath hitching in her throat. She felt Adeel's gaze on her, his hand still wrapped around his dick, and she knew she had to give Rashid what he wanted. "Y-yes," she whimpered, her voice strained. "I'm your slut." The words seemed to spur Rashid on, his thrusts becoming more brutal, his cock filling her to the brim
With a whimper, Noorjahan felt Rashid's thick, rigid cock plunge into her depths with an unyielding force, filling her completely. She bit her lip to muffle her moans as he began to fuck her with a primal intensity, his hands squeezing her boobs and his mouth whispering lewd words into her ear."Oh, you're such a good slut for me, Noorjahan," Rashid's voice was a mix of sneer and praise, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her.
"A...Abbu..." she gasps as Rashid's grip tightens on her hips, slamming into her with each punishing thrust. She can feel the room spinning around her, the painful pleasure blurring her vision. She tries to focus on Adeel's face, desperately needing to read his emotions. His silence is deafening.
Rashid: "You're such a slut, aren't you, Noorjahan?" he growls, his dick plunging into her depths without mercy. "You love it when I fill you up like this, don't you?" His voice is a dark whisper in the quiet room, the only other sounds the wet slaps of skin on skin and their harsh panting.
Noorjahan: (her voice is barely above a whisper, her eyes locked onto Adeel's) "Y-yes...Abbu," she stammers, her pussy tightening around Rashid's cock. She's lost in a whirlwind of sensations, torn between the fear of Rashid's dominance and the need to appease him.
Her body tenses as Rashid's harsh words echo through the room. Despite her inner turmoil, she feels a strange thrill at being called his slut. The feeling of his thick cock pounding into her pussy becomes almost addictive. She tries to keep her voice steady as she addresses Rashid. "Yes, Abbu...I'm your slut," she murmurs, her cheeks flaming red.
Rashid's eyes flicker with a dark triumph as he feels Noorjahan's body respond to his degradation. His strokes become more demanding, his breath hot on her neck as he whispers, "That's it, my sweet whore, tell me how much you love my cock."
Noorjahan gasps, her body betraying her as she rises to meet each of Rashid's powerful thrusts. The words feel like a knife twisting in her heart, but the fire in her core only burns hotter. She whispers back, "I love it, Abbu...please don't stop."
Noorjahan's body arches, her breasts heaving, as Rashid's cock reaches deeper into her. The pain is a sharp edge that she embraces, letting it mingle with the pleasure that's building like a storm within her. She cries out, her nails digging into the bed as she feels the first tremors of climax.
Rashid's strokes become more erratic, his breathing more ragged. His eyes lock onto Noorjahan's, a silent question burning within them. She nods, her own breath coming in short, sharp gasps, and with one final, brutal thrust, he fills her to the brim, his warm cum flooding her insides.
As the wave of ecstasy subsides, Rashid's grip on Noorjahan's hips relaxes, his cock still buried deep inside her. He leans down, capturing her mouth in a fierce, claiming kiss. His tongue invades her mouth, tasting of lust and power.
Noorjahan's body, trembling from the intensity of her orgasm, responds to Rashid's kiss with a passion that surprises even herself. Her hands move up his body, tangling in the salt-and-pepper hairs of his chest, pulling him closer as their kiss deepens.
Rashid's cock, still lodged deep within Noorjahan's quivering cunt, slowly starts to soften, their bodies still locked in the embrace of passion. He breaks the kiss, his chest heaving with the exertion of his climax, looking down at her with a mix of satisfaction and a hint of possessiveness.
With a final, lingering kiss, Rashid pulls out of Noorjahan's drenched pussy, leaving a trail of cum that clings to her inner thighs. Adeel, watching from the side, feels a strange mix of emotions - anger, arousal, and a twisted form of love. He sees his father's cock, glistening with the proof of their shared conquest, and something in him snaps.
As Rashid's cock slides out of her, Noorjahan gasps, feeling empty and used in the best possible way. She looks at Adeel, her eyes pleading for his acceptance. Rashid, noticing the tension, takes a moment to catch his breath before speaking.
Noorjahan, feeling the warmth of Rashid's seed inside her, leans up and kisses him deeply. It's a kiss that speaks of submission and passion, one that Adeel can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy for.
As Rashid's tongue ravages her mouth, Noorjahan's thoughts swirl in a tornado of passion and fear. She feels his cum trickling out of her stretched pussy, a sticky reminder of his claim on her. Her body trembles as she kisses him back, her heart racing.
Rashid's kiss becomes more urgent, his tongue claiming her mouth as his cock claimed her pussy. His hands roam possessively over her body, squeezing her breasts, his thumbs grazing her sensitive nipples.
Noorjahan moans into the kiss, her body still quivering from the intense orgasm Rashid's relentless fucking had just delivered. His cum leaks from her pussy, painting their entwined bodies with a sordid testament to his dominance.
Rashid's hand slides from Noorjahan's breast to her face, gently cupping her cheek as he deepens the kiss. He tastes his own cum on her lips, and the raw eroticism of the moment sends a shiver down his spine.
Rashid's kiss is like a brand, leaving a mark of ownership on Noorjahan's swollen, cum-covered lips. She responds with a fervor that's part desperation, part passion, her hands gripping the bed sheets as if to hold onto reality.
Noorjahan: (kisses Adeel's forehead, her body still trembling) "I need you to understand, my love..."
Noorjahan's gentle kiss on Adeel's forehead sends a shiver down his spine, the scent of their combined lust lingering in the air. He looks at her, his eyes filled with a complex mix of love, confusion, and reluctant arousal.
Adeel, unable to find the words to express his tumultuous emotions, nods slowly, his gaze drifting from Noorjahan's swollen, kiss-stained lips to her heaving chest. The sight of her hardened nipples peeking through the wet fabric of her nightdress is almost too much to bear.
As Rashid's breathing evened into the rhythm of sleep, Noorjahan carefully extricated herself from the tangle of sheets and limbs. The room was silent except for the soft snores of her bloody lover father in law she had just been intimate with. She felt a strange cocktail of emotions—shame, love, and a burning curiosity about what the future held for her. She tiptoed to the bathroom, her body still thrumming with the echoes of pleasure. As she cleaned up, she couldn't help but look at her reflection in the mirror, her eyes filled with a mix of happiness and excitement. She knew that this was only the beginning of a tumultuous journey that would test her marriage, her sanity, and her very soul. She returned to the bedroom, put on her clothes, and left the room quietly, her heart heavy but her steps determined.
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