Fir me andar gaya aur bed par baith gaya unhone kah aarm se baith jao to maine kaha its ok.Fir kuch der baat ki. Unhone kaha bolo kyu milna tha main c...up raha fir poochne par maine bola bas milna tha. Unhone bola me coffee le k aati hu maine mana kar diya wo mere saamne baithi thi thodi doori pe fir maine unko bola itni dur kyu baithe ho thoda paas aa jao wo kuch ni boli aur mere thoda paas aakar baith gai. Maine baat karte karte unke haath pe apna haath rakh diya par wo kuch nahi boli maine. Eventually, it began to drip over her tits and pool on her stomach. In no time I felt an orgasm coming. I let go of the headboard and grab her head with both of my fists and pull her in as tight as I could. With one final thrust I force my penis into her face as deep as it could go and blow a thick wad of jizz down into her gullet. My cock pulsed and hummed with pleasure I deposited shot after shot of splooge inside esophagus. Jordan subconsciously puked despite not being able. I stroked, sucked and fucked him every day and could spend hours just laying between his legs or with my head on his stomach, admiring his beautiful, well-formed cock and balls, which I kept well-drained. Every single morning I jacked him off onto my mouth and drank his sperm before taking my shower, and every single night I sucked him off in bed before we slept...and that doesn't include the constant fucking we did in between! I was literally obsessed with his cock. That was the first time I. And when it was all over, Daima felt tears streaming down her face.Tears of pleasure and tears of gratitude, for the Emir who had taken herin and now this man, her husband, who had shown her the path to suchpleasure. She had saved herself for this for so long, she had sufferedso much, and finally... it had all been worth it."Allah is great and merciful," she said, looking into her husband'seyes."Alhamdulillah," he said, grinning from ear to ear, because he knew nowthat she was his. He had.