06-02-2025, 12:42 AM
Sparrows and Sparrowhawks – 5 (IV)
Nadir ‘s Narration:
I noticed that Tahir ran his tongue over his lips and then wiped his lips with back of his hand, staring icily at
Meena. She whimpered faintly.
Farzan also stared at Meena with a coldness. Their silent, expressionless faces caused tremors in my
groin.
"Nadir!" Meena went to move.
"Wait," I held her still.
The men slipped past their chairs.
Meena looked back again, "Nadir!" she whispered hectic.
I stared at her, breathing harder as my heart pounded in my chest. Meena's eyes seemed to plead with me.
Her chest heaved in nervous anticipation.
I thought for a moment. Am I going too far? The I murmured near her ear, “Want leave? We can leave…”.
She didn’t answer, just looked back at them and then at me.
Meena looked at me, still no answer but at the same time we heard someone knocking outside the house
on the door of the corridor.
Tahir went to and opened it and walked out and closed it again. Shortly afterwards, as we were still
standing there waiting, a cell phone rang. There was a cell phone on the table. Apparently, it belonged to
Farzan. He looked at the monitor briefly and said, I have to answer.
While he spoke, I thought about what was happening between us and the two men. I was not sure what is
going on. I was hard and very horny, but I was not sure what to do? Is Meena ready or she is doing this just
because of my will and my desire? I kissed her and repeated my question quietly, “Baby, do you want
us to leave? we'll stop if you don't want to… We can leave at one.".
Meena looked at me, nodded and quickly moved towards the door. Farzan was still speaking on phone but
he saw us moving. I said to him, ", We'll be back..."
When we got to the room, Menna hugged me and whispered softly in my ear, "I'm sorry, it all happened too
quickly, maybe later..." "I kissed her and said, "I understand baby, I understand you... We will behave the
way you want, if you want, we can go home now despite the weather..."
"No... No, give me time, I was surprised, I knew what was coming but so quickly, I knew the whole time
today what was coming, but I'm still surprised." She was shaking, excitement? Arousal? Fear? I hugged her
to me, she whispered in my ear, "Hold me tight baby, I love you...".
At that moment, we heard a knock on the door. I opened the door, Farzan was there.
"I have to leave, I got a call and unfortunately have to leave,", "A client of mine committed suicide in
prison and I have to say goodbye and go, have fun here. I would also like to apologize if there is any
misunderstanding because of my stupid behaviour."," I love you both… See you soon,".
Then before we can say anything, he disappears.
We saw Tahir and Farzan outside from the window, standing and chatting. Then Farzan said goodbye and
left with his SUW.
We had been in the room for about an hour when Tahir called me and said that our pizza had arrived and
we should come into the dining room.
Before and during the meal, Tahir said nothing about the previous incident in the living room. He was, as
always, very attentive and talked a lot about the animals and ranch life in the winter.
We ate and chatted together and then sat down in the library and drank a glass or two of wine. After
that we were all very relaxed.
There was a TV in the library and a British crime series called Inspector Morse was playing, which
I always liked to watch at home. I sat down and watched the film. Tahir and Meena continued talking.
At one point Tahir asked if we wouldn't rather go into the living room and have a
coffee there. I replied, you go ahead, I'll be right there, I want to watch the film further.
My plan was to leave them alone and see what Tahir was up to. His behaviours so far have been
controversial.
One moment he was very cautious and the next he was wild and surprisingly direct and dominating.
After two minutes I followed.
The door to the living room was, as always, slightly open and I was able to hide in the corridor and observe
.
The corridor was dark, and you had to turn on the light to see and be seen. The main door to the
outside was closed and normally locked and could only be opened from the inside. Luckily, they sat on the
sofa we had sat on before, away from the fire but close to the door and I could see and hear them well.
I heard Tahir speaking, “Meena, I hope we didn't scare you, sometimes you have no control over your
feelings and emotions and... you do things...", “but we are not entirely to blame, you should also ask
yourself, inner and outer Meena why it is that men like me and Farzan are so lost when they have you
around,".
Meena smiled and gave him a gentle nudge on the shoulder, "you are such a charmer, but you don't need
to apologize."
"I'm serious, you're messing us up, that's not good, although I know you enjoy it, but it's not right, such a
seductive girl who drives men crazy without consideration should be punished for it!", Tahir said, and I saw
him lightly stroke her arms and then briefly tap her forearm. “bad girl…”, he continued,” You are so
seductive and one can't stand and had to give in… He, Farzan, is well supplied by the free market in the
city but I am a poor thirsty, hungry farmer, you must consider me, you bad girl...”.
“Oh… I'm so sorry, but I didn’t want to make you restless, you know,” Meena smiled and said apologetically.
Then she asked, “, but you have Sara…”.
“Sara… No, it is some months now we have no real contact, we are just friends… She wants too much and
who too much wants and expects too much, sometimes at the end gets nothing...,” He answered and
caressed and tapped her forearm again and continued, “, just like my stupid friend, Jalal. He expected too
much than he was allowed to, and he got nothing,", He continued to caress her arm with his right hand
while he continued talking and then took her hand and brought it to his thigh, left it there and tapped it
lightly, "A pathetic man who thought you're leaving your nice life because of him and are going to emigrate
with him, that you love him. He lived and still lives in illusions, although he could have fun and spend a nice
time with you, I noticed that you like him, and you would certainly have wanted to spend some good time
with him,".
Meena let her hand remain on his thigh without moving it and then said, "Yes, I like him as a friend, but
love? I have and love the man for my life and...".
Tahir interrupted her, "Did you have at least some fun? you know what I mean, with his lostness in you he
was surely tried to win you over, ".
Meena didn't know what to say, she wasn't sure how much he knew about her and Jalal's relationship
progress. She paused shortly, but before she reply, Tahir said,” Okay you must not answer this,".
Then he stood up and as he went to the window he groaned, "The bad girls will be punished,
you know..." and then laughed and pulled the curtains to the window. He didn't want anyone to
see anything from outside.
Meena looked at him with terror-filled eyes, "Oh! what is the punishment if a girl is bad?" she asked
curiously. Her voice sounded a little excited, even aroused, to me.
She got up but didn't know what to do next. It was all a surprise for her again. What is his next step? She
knew that I was standing outside behind the door. She had a feeling of safety; I guess, she knew she would
have to take two steps and she would be by me, she knew she could just call me, and I would be right
inside. But I thought something in her head said, just wait, wait and see how it goes... What will Tahir do
next. Meena stood there, in the middle of room, and waited.
Tahir slowly approached her and put his hand on her shoulder and then stroked her back and asked, "I
am thinking about punishment of a bad girl...".
Meena looked at him questioningly, her mouth opened, and she exhaled as Tahir slid his hand down the
back of her ass. She wiggled her hips as he cupped and rubbed her upturned buttocks.
Meena looked up at him again and wiggled some more, whimpering as Tahir manhandled her.
Tahir smacked her ass lightly, and Meena yelped. He groaned, “You can complain girl, but your protector is
a bit far away, and I don't think he would stop me even if he was there,”. He smacked at her again and
Meena yelped again. Then he reached under her waistband and pulled up, causing Meena to rise up on her
tiptoes, bringing her ass up as high as she could until he let her down.
Tahir raised then his hand up and slapped the back of her ass again. He brought the other hand down with
a smack, rubbing the top of her buns. He smacked down again, and she yelped, breathing faster.
"Oh, God!" she said, her voice hoarse as her throat was stretched.
She strained to keep her eyes on the door where she was sure that I am staying there and watching.
Meena looked faint but somehow lustful, I noticed it in her eyes. "Ahh, my God Meena. That is so sexy," I
whispered to me.
Tahir still had no expression on his face, rubbing and then smacking light my wife's ass once again.
"Uhhh!" Meena groaned. Tahir moved his left hand to his crotch. I was waiting any moment that it becomes
too much for her and she screams for my name. But obviously she wanted the game to continue, maybe
because of me. But from her reactions I could say that she sees it as a kind of erotic game and enjoys it.
She bit her lip and turned to look at Tahir, then pushed her ass slightly out once more.
He reached and hooked a finger under the back of her long john bottoms, and she whimpered. He tugged
on them and pulled and I could see her being pulled away.
Tahir let her go with a snap. This elicited another soft and worried whimper from Meena. I saw for a moment
that her lips trembled, and she softly whispered my name, but not audible for me and I thought even Tahir
didn’t heard it, because he showed no reaction. She and I were breathing heavily in a rhythm, I could feel.
“You were a bad girl. You know it already,” Tahir groaned. Meena bit her lower lip and nodded.
"Oh, God, Meena…" Ich knurrte. I couldn't help but I was rock hard, and instinctively pushing and pulling
my crotch and hardness against my hand, looking from her to him.
Tahir as his next move, put his fingers at each of Meena's hips and placed them just above the waistband
of her long underwear bottoms. He was now clearly rubbing the outline of his erection through his pants.
I watched astonished as his fingertips slid just under the elastic and stopped. "Oh, God," was all I could
muster.
Tahir moved his head closer to Meena's and began to pull at her long underwear bottoms.
"Oh!" Meena moaned worriedly. Tahir stopped and waited for her to move.
"Meena…" I said under my breath quietly and almost not audible, "baby… help him."
Meena looked at the door as she slowly began to maneuver her hips for him. Tahir pulled down and Meena
adjusted her wiggling to match his efforts. God it was sexy. In total silence I watched them, almost moving
like a stripper, as she wiggled and squirmed to help Tahir remove her underwear pants, leaning more
forward as they came down. All of a sudden Tahir pulled Meena's long underwear down over her hips. Her
sexy butt jumped out.
Tahir stood back up and placed his mouth above Meena's ear as he breathed. This brought another groan
from her and she let her head fell back against his chest as Tahir pulled her back against him. I looked
down where I could see the small patch of her shaven pussy mound just above Meena's stretched
waistband.
Her eyes closed and she moaned as she was pulled back.
I noticed that I am rubbing furiously my hard dick over my pants.
Tahir reached from behind under her arms and grabbed the neckline of her top. In one pull he ripped it
open down to her naval and Meena yelped again. He pulled it down and off her arms and threw it on the
floor.
"Ohhh!" Meena moaned as she leaned back against his chest, her beautiful breasts heaving.
"Oh, my God," I said in a husky murmur. I thought of how this old, rough man is able to see my wife's bare
breasts.
Tahir held Meena with an arm around her belly as he felt up her breast. Seeing my Meena like that, was
one of the hottest things I had ever seen in my life. "God…" I moaned at the sight of them, again.
There were grunts and noises from both of them as he held her.
Tahir let Meena fall away from him. On her own, Meena slowly leaned forward and tried not to lose her
balance, shaking the hair out of her face as she looked back at him.
"Get back here, girl..." Tahir growled. He grabbed Meena by the arms and pulled her back against him.
Meena looked at the door again, through half-closed eyes.
She was such a sexy piece, while leaning back against this big man, with her bare breasts heaving and her
long john bottoms pulled down over her ass. Tahir held her by her naked hips and kept his face buried on
her beautiful shoulder, as he softly bit and nibbled at her. Her head wobbled and dangled side to
side.
I pulled at my cock through my pants, as I looked at the scene before me. Looking at Tahir, I moaned and
whispered, "Yesss ...You need my wife... You need to use my wife's… Hot pussy…" I stuttered.
Tahir looked at Meena and grunted, then he began removing his clothes.
Meena looked back at him for a short moment and then at the door in my direction, I could swear she
moved her lips to ‘I love you’, and then again looking back at him, brathing audible and heavily.
"Oh God… " Meena said in a husky voice, as she looked at him over her shoulder, sticking out her ass and
wiggling it slightly for Tahir.
We could hear Tahir undoing his pants. When they fell to the floor, Meena turned her body and head more
to look down.
Tahir's cock was fully erect. It was longer than mine but not so long as Jalal’s but for sure overall thicker.
The base of it was obscenely wide, like a tree root. It had a short but big head, looking like the head of a
turtle. It was pointed straight up and flat against his belly.
It was so deliciously perverted and erotic to see this old, rough lumberjack’s stiff erection so close to
Meena's shaved pussy.
She turned to my direction again looking at the door, biting her lip.
I was lost in an erotic taboo world at the sight of Tahir's beefy hard cock for my wife.
I imagined it resting against her pussy, thick and stiff, pressed against her wet labia, ready to force its way
inside her as she squirmed on it.
"Fat cock…" I said to me in a low voice. "Fat cock in my wife…!" I groaned. I hoped that she wraps her
soft hand around it.
"Mmmm…" Meena moaned.
Tahir stood there, his full erection bobbing against him. Meena turned and looked at Tahir as she reached
back and gripped the base of his cock if she heard me.
"Oh," she said softly as Tahir's cock pulsed and flexed in her grip. She pulled and reset her grip a couple of
times, her little hand rolling the skin up over the head and back down. Meena looked at Tahir for approval,
pulling at the bottom of his cock and whimpering.
"Aaah...aahhh!" Tahir groaned. He pushed his hips out and began slowly pumping in time with Meena's
strokes. She touched the underside of Tahir's cock and that was all he could take. He pulled Meena's hand
away and turned her to face against door and to me once again.
To be continued…
Nadir ‘s Narration:
I noticed that Tahir ran his tongue over his lips and then wiped his lips with back of his hand, staring icily at
Meena. She whimpered faintly.
Farzan also stared at Meena with a coldness. Their silent, expressionless faces caused tremors in my
groin.
"Nadir!" Meena went to move.
"Wait," I held her still.
The men slipped past their chairs.
Meena looked back again, "Nadir!" she whispered hectic.
I stared at her, breathing harder as my heart pounded in my chest. Meena's eyes seemed to plead with me.
Her chest heaved in nervous anticipation.
I thought for a moment. Am I going too far? The I murmured near her ear, “Want leave? We can leave…”.
She didn’t answer, just looked back at them and then at me.
Meena looked at me, still no answer but at the same time we heard someone knocking outside the house
on the door of the corridor.
Tahir went to and opened it and walked out and closed it again. Shortly afterwards, as we were still
standing there waiting, a cell phone rang. There was a cell phone on the table. Apparently, it belonged to
Farzan. He looked at the monitor briefly and said, I have to answer.
While he spoke, I thought about what was happening between us and the two men. I was not sure what is
going on. I was hard and very horny, but I was not sure what to do? Is Meena ready or she is doing this just
because of my will and my desire? I kissed her and repeated my question quietly, “Baby, do you want
us to leave? we'll stop if you don't want to… We can leave at one.".
Meena looked at me, nodded and quickly moved towards the door. Farzan was still speaking on phone but
he saw us moving. I said to him, ", We'll be back..."
When we got to the room, Menna hugged me and whispered softly in my ear, "I'm sorry, it all happened too
quickly, maybe later..." "I kissed her and said, "I understand baby, I understand you... We will behave the
way you want, if you want, we can go home now despite the weather..."
"No... No, give me time, I was surprised, I knew what was coming but so quickly, I knew the whole time
today what was coming, but I'm still surprised." She was shaking, excitement? Arousal? Fear? I hugged her
to me, she whispered in my ear, "Hold me tight baby, I love you...".
At that moment, we heard a knock on the door. I opened the door, Farzan was there.
"I have to leave, I got a call and unfortunately have to leave,", "A client of mine committed suicide in
prison and I have to say goodbye and go, have fun here. I would also like to apologize if there is any
misunderstanding because of my stupid behaviour."," I love you both… See you soon,".
Then before we can say anything, he disappears.
We saw Tahir and Farzan outside from the window, standing and chatting. Then Farzan said goodbye and
left with his SUW.
We had been in the room for about an hour when Tahir called me and said that our pizza had arrived and
we should come into the dining room.
Before and during the meal, Tahir said nothing about the previous incident in the living room. He was, as
always, very attentive and talked a lot about the animals and ranch life in the winter.
We ate and chatted together and then sat down in the library and drank a glass or two of wine. After
that we were all very relaxed.
There was a TV in the library and a British crime series called Inspector Morse was playing, which
I always liked to watch at home. I sat down and watched the film. Tahir and Meena continued talking.
At one point Tahir asked if we wouldn't rather go into the living room and have a
coffee there. I replied, you go ahead, I'll be right there, I want to watch the film further.
My plan was to leave them alone and see what Tahir was up to. His behaviours so far have been
controversial.
One moment he was very cautious and the next he was wild and surprisingly direct and dominating.
After two minutes I followed.
The door to the living room was, as always, slightly open and I was able to hide in the corridor and observe
.
The corridor was dark, and you had to turn on the light to see and be seen. The main door to the
outside was closed and normally locked and could only be opened from the inside. Luckily, they sat on the
sofa we had sat on before, away from the fire but close to the door and I could see and hear them well.
I heard Tahir speaking, “Meena, I hope we didn't scare you, sometimes you have no control over your
feelings and emotions and... you do things...", “but we are not entirely to blame, you should also ask
yourself, inner and outer Meena why it is that men like me and Farzan are so lost when they have you
around,".
Meena smiled and gave him a gentle nudge on the shoulder, "you are such a charmer, but you don't need
to apologize."
"I'm serious, you're messing us up, that's not good, although I know you enjoy it, but it's not right, such a
seductive girl who drives men crazy without consideration should be punished for it!", Tahir said, and I saw
him lightly stroke her arms and then briefly tap her forearm. “bad girl…”, he continued,” You are so
seductive and one can't stand and had to give in… He, Farzan, is well supplied by the free market in the
city but I am a poor thirsty, hungry farmer, you must consider me, you bad girl...”.
“Oh… I'm so sorry, but I didn’t want to make you restless, you know,” Meena smiled and said apologetically.
Then she asked, “, but you have Sara…”.
“Sara… No, it is some months now we have no real contact, we are just friends… She wants too much and
who too much wants and expects too much, sometimes at the end gets nothing...,” He answered and
caressed and tapped her forearm again and continued, “, just like my stupid friend, Jalal. He expected too
much than he was allowed to, and he got nothing,", He continued to caress her arm with his right hand
while he continued talking and then took her hand and brought it to his thigh, left it there and tapped it
lightly, "A pathetic man who thought you're leaving your nice life because of him and are going to emigrate
with him, that you love him. He lived and still lives in illusions, although he could have fun and spend a nice
time with you, I noticed that you like him, and you would certainly have wanted to spend some good time
with him,".
Meena let her hand remain on his thigh without moving it and then said, "Yes, I like him as a friend, but
love? I have and love the man for my life and...".
Tahir interrupted her, "Did you have at least some fun? you know what I mean, with his lostness in you he
was surely tried to win you over, ".
Meena didn't know what to say, she wasn't sure how much he knew about her and Jalal's relationship
progress. She paused shortly, but before she reply, Tahir said,” Okay you must not answer this,".
Then he stood up and as he went to the window he groaned, "The bad girls will be punished,
you know..." and then laughed and pulled the curtains to the window. He didn't want anyone to
see anything from outside.
Meena looked at him with terror-filled eyes, "Oh! what is the punishment if a girl is bad?" she asked
curiously. Her voice sounded a little excited, even aroused, to me.
She got up but didn't know what to do next. It was all a surprise for her again. What is his next step? She
knew that I was standing outside behind the door. She had a feeling of safety; I guess, she knew she would
have to take two steps and she would be by me, she knew she could just call me, and I would be right
inside. But I thought something in her head said, just wait, wait and see how it goes... What will Tahir do
next. Meena stood there, in the middle of room, and waited.
Tahir slowly approached her and put his hand on her shoulder and then stroked her back and asked, "I
am thinking about punishment of a bad girl...".
Meena looked at him questioningly, her mouth opened, and she exhaled as Tahir slid his hand down the
back of her ass. She wiggled her hips as he cupped and rubbed her upturned buttocks.
Meena looked up at him again and wiggled some more, whimpering as Tahir manhandled her.
Tahir smacked her ass lightly, and Meena yelped. He groaned, “You can complain girl, but your protector is
a bit far away, and I don't think he would stop me even if he was there,”. He smacked at her again and
Meena yelped again. Then he reached under her waistband and pulled up, causing Meena to rise up on her
tiptoes, bringing her ass up as high as she could until he let her down.
Tahir raised then his hand up and slapped the back of her ass again. He brought the other hand down with
a smack, rubbing the top of her buns. He smacked down again, and she yelped, breathing faster.
"Oh, God!" she said, her voice hoarse as her throat was stretched.
She strained to keep her eyes on the door where she was sure that I am staying there and watching.
Meena looked faint but somehow lustful, I noticed it in her eyes. "Ahh, my God Meena. That is so sexy," I
whispered to me.
Tahir still had no expression on his face, rubbing and then smacking light my wife's ass once again.
"Uhhh!" Meena groaned. Tahir moved his left hand to his crotch. I was waiting any moment that it becomes
too much for her and she screams for my name. But obviously she wanted the game to continue, maybe
because of me. But from her reactions I could say that she sees it as a kind of erotic game and enjoys it.
She bit her lip and turned to look at Tahir, then pushed her ass slightly out once more.
He reached and hooked a finger under the back of her long john bottoms, and she whimpered. He tugged
on them and pulled and I could see her being pulled away.
Tahir let her go with a snap. This elicited another soft and worried whimper from Meena. I saw for a moment
that her lips trembled, and she softly whispered my name, but not audible for me and I thought even Tahir
didn’t heard it, because he showed no reaction. She and I were breathing heavily in a rhythm, I could feel.
“You were a bad girl. You know it already,” Tahir groaned. Meena bit her lower lip and nodded.
"Oh, God, Meena…" Ich knurrte. I couldn't help but I was rock hard, and instinctively pushing and pulling
my crotch and hardness against my hand, looking from her to him.
Tahir as his next move, put his fingers at each of Meena's hips and placed them just above the waistband
of her long underwear bottoms. He was now clearly rubbing the outline of his erection through his pants.
I watched astonished as his fingertips slid just under the elastic and stopped. "Oh, God," was all I could
muster.
Tahir moved his head closer to Meena's and began to pull at her long underwear bottoms.
"Oh!" Meena moaned worriedly. Tahir stopped and waited for her to move.
"Meena…" I said under my breath quietly and almost not audible, "baby… help him."
Meena looked at the door as she slowly began to maneuver her hips for him. Tahir pulled down and Meena
adjusted her wiggling to match his efforts. God it was sexy. In total silence I watched them, almost moving
like a stripper, as she wiggled and squirmed to help Tahir remove her underwear pants, leaning more
forward as they came down. All of a sudden Tahir pulled Meena's long underwear down over her hips. Her
sexy butt jumped out.
Tahir stood back up and placed his mouth above Meena's ear as he breathed. This brought another groan
from her and she let her head fell back against his chest as Tahir pulled her back against him. I looked
down where I could see the small patch of her shaven pussy mound just above Meena's stretched
waistband.
Her eyes closed and she moaned as she was pulled back.
I noticed that I am rubbing furiously my hard dick over my pants.
Tahir reached from behind under her arms and grabbed the neckline of her top. In one pull he ripped it
open down to her naval and Meena yelped again. He pulled it down and off her arms and threw it on the
floor.
"Ohhh!" Meena moaned as she leaned back against his chest, her beautiful breasts heaving.
"Oh, my God," I said in a husky murmur. I thought of how this old, rough man is able to see my wife's bare
breasts.
Tahir held Meena with an arm around her belly as he felt up her breast. Seeing my Meena like that, was
one of the hottest things I had ever seen in my life. "God…" I moaned at the sight of them, again.
There were grunts and noises from both of them as he held her.
Tahir let Meena fall away from him. On her own, Meena slowly leaned forward and tried not to lose her
balance, shaking the hair out of her face as she looked back at him.
"Get back here, girl..." Tahir growled. He grabbed Meena by the arms and pulled her back against him.
Meena looked at the door again, through half-closed eyes.
She was such a sexy piece, while leaning back against this big man, with her bare breasts heaving and her
long john bottoms pulled down over her ass. Tahir held her by her naked hips and kept his face buried on
her beautiful shoulder, as he softly bit and nibbled at her. Her head wobbled and dangled side to
side.
I pulled at my cock through my pants, as I looked at the scene before me. Looking at Tahir, I moaned and
whispered, "Yesss ...You need my wife... You need to use my wife's… Hot pussy…" I stuttered.
Tahir looked at Meena and grunted, then he began removing his clothes.
Meena looked back at him for a short moment and then at the door in my direction, I could swear she
moved her lips to ‘I love you’, and then again looking back at him, brathing audible and heavily.
"Oh God… " Meena said in a husky voice, as she looked at him over her shoulder, sticking out her ass and
wiggling it slightly for Tahir.
We could hear Tahir undoing his pants. When they fell to the floor, Meena turned her body and head more
to look down.
Tahir's cock was fully erect. It was longer than mine but not so long as Jalal’s but for sure overall thicker.
The base of it was obscenely wide, like a tree root. It had a short but big head, looking like the head of a
turtle. It was pointed straight up and flat against his belly.
It was so deliciously perverted and erotic to see this old, rough lumberjack’s stiff erection so close to
Meena's shaved pussy.
She turned to my direction again looking at the door, biting her lip.
I was lost in an erotic taboo world at the sight of Tahir's beefy hard cock for my wife.
I imagined it resting against her pussy, thick and stiff, pressed against her wet labia, ready to force its way
inside her as she squirmed on it.
"Fat cock…" I said to me in a low voice. "Fat cock in my wife…!" I groaned. I hoped that she wraps her
soft hand around it.
"Mmmm…" Meena moaned.
Tahir stood there, his full erection bobbing against him. Meena turned and looked at Tahir as she reached
back and gripped the base of his cock if she heard me.
"Oh," she said softly as Tahir's cock pulsed and flexed in her grip. She pulled and reset her grip a couple of
times, her little hand rolling the skin up over the head and back down. Meena looked at Tahir for approval,
pulling at the bottom of his cock and whimpering.
"Aaah...aahhh!" Tahir groaned. He pushed his hips out and began slowly pumping in time with Meena's
strokes. She touched the underside of Tahir's cock and that was all he could take. He pulled Meena's hand
away and turned her to face against door and to me once again.
To be continued…
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