“Oh Allah!” The young muslim guy moaned.
He then reached down to move her hair, wanting to see her beautiful sucking face. But her hands left his cock as she sucked him freely.
She then took his hands….. keeping them away. All he could see was Sreelekha’s head bobbing up and down on his crotch, and the feeling of her tongue….. sucking him deeper into
her throat. Her mouth was hot and wet, and she sucked him so good.
“Ohhhhh……. oh yes Lekhadevi.. oohhhhh, please……”
Asraf continued his moaning as her hands released him. He reached down and moved the hair away. There she was….. her innocent smiling face was on his cock….. her red lips spread wide….. sealed around his cock….. sucking it hungrily. She then opened her eyes, and looked up at him.
Asraf groaned out. Her mouth was so hot and wet as the gentle slurping sounds were coming out from her sealed lips. Allah, he felt like he could cum right then!
Sreelekha must’ve sensed that, because she pulled off her mouth from his cock, now glistening with her saliva. She crawled up near him and reached into her nightstand. She pulled a condom from the drawer and handed it to him.
“Put it on, Asraf….. and take me any way you want!” She kissed his shoulder, biting slightly.
With trembling fingers, Asraf peeled open the condom and rolled it onto his hard meat. Then with a smile, he said, “Bend over, Lekhadevi. I want you from behind.”
Sreelekha seemed to melt, and purred as she climbed onto her hands and knees, her huze smooth ass facing him. He got on his knees behind her, and ran his hands over her china-white ass. It was warm, and firm, and he couldn’t help raising a hand and smacking it gentle.
“Ooooohhhhhhh!” Sreelekha moaned out, and arched her back at him.
He could see her pink pussy-lips through her black pubic curls, and reached under her to feel it. It throbbed against his hand….. they were moist. He wanted to taste it, run his tongue along it….. but even more, he wanted to fuck it.
Sreelekha felt him sidling up behind her. “Oh Asraf,” She moaned….. tossing her silky hair back and looked back at him. “I want to feel it in me, please fuck me.”
Asraf moved in, cock in hand, and pressed it against Sreelekha’s swollen cuntlips.With a groan, he pushed it into her sopping cunt. Her response was instant….. as her head went back, eyes closed, and she gasped out a throaty moan. Asraf smiled widely, and started pumping his cock into her highly aristocratic pussy.
“Ohhhhh Lekhadevi, Ohhhhh…… yessssss” Asraf groaned as her pussy gripped his invading cock tightly.
He could hear faint wetting sounds created from his frenzied fucking. His hands were on her flared hips…. holding her securely. Suddenly he lifted a hand and began spanking her ass lightly.
“Ahhhhhhhh! Oh! Oh, yes Asraf!” Sreelekha wailed and started gurgling in a low animalistic tone as she breathed faster.
“Ohhhhhh, fuck me harder!” She hissed as her fingers clenched around the bed sheets. She felt herself getting stretched inside. Her large breasts shook with each thrust of her muslim fan.
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