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6AM ……My head was resting on his chest as I awoke, his long black hair mixed in with mine, cascading over my face and his.Our clothes lay strewn over the floor were we had ripped them off each other the night before.We lay there naked, his head on a pillow, the bed covers off with early morning sun shine streaming through the windows and the soud of the water fountains outside in my ears.The house was peaceful as the c***dren had not yet awakened and the servants had not arrived to prepare our breakfast and meals.Our guests from last night had either left or were still asleep in their rooms.I moved slightly and noticed pain in my anal passage – my gold anal plug was still in place – he put it in me hours ago.His cock was limp, over 6″ long, hairless, brown and thick, with a bulbous head, the foreskin just covering the head.His balls, big, heavy, hairless, brown balls … full of spunk, the same spunk that was dribbling gently and slowly from my wet pussy and would be from my arse if the anal plug was not inserted up there.I gently kissed his chest, a covering of hair across it, black and so fine, his nipples hard and kissable like a womens.My lips encircled the left one, sucking on it ever so gently, my hand beneath the man boob, pushing the boob gently upwards to imagine he had boobs like a women.He moaned softly and his cock twitched as he felt my touches on him.My fingers ran down his chest, across his stomach and rested under his balls, hoding them softly and feeling the weight of each one, they had slapped against my pussy last night and I adored the feeling of them.Gently I pushed them together, my hand closing round them, my thumb and 1st finger around the very base of his cock, gently holding him tight. My index finger was running between the back of his balls towards his tight brown hole, the hole he loved being fingered so much by men and women, boys and girls.He moaned a little louder as my index finger gently pushed inside him, slowly he relaxed the muscles to allow me more access, his passage was felt wet and sticky and i remembered the night before.My head moved down his body until it rested on his stomach, his cock bolu escort within licking distance, I turned it slightly so it was laying up his stomach and kissed the end.He moaned again and as he did so the head of his cock appered from inside his foreskin – i did not move, just opened my mouth a little so that he could feel my breath on his cock, guiding it towards my lips as it grew in length.Gently I began to suck him — slowly between my lips, my tounge reaching for his cock head and my head moving up and down, wanking him with my lips.The monster was slowly waking up – nearly 10″ of brown meat between my lips, i could take it all if I was in the right position and he loved me to deep throat him.He was moaning louder and muttering obsene comments in Arabic – “???? ?? ????? ????”, which loosely translates as “suck me young whore”The way of the Arabic man …. I smiled and as I did so felt his hand on my head, moving it up and down on his cock.His hand was running down my back, tracing lines down the marks on my back, each one a reminder of my past but I was now a good obedient Muslim wife.He was becoming harder, my hand massaging his balls so gently, my index finger going deeper inside his cum filled back passage and his cock now resting between my lips – 8″ of Moroccan cock about to be pleasured.He moaned again as my tounge worked its way into his pee slit, tasting the cum and juices from himself and others he had used the night before, me included.His hand on my back was working down to my anal passage and he slowly began to play with my butt plug, pulling it out a little then pushing it back in me — fucking me with the plug. I could feel the contents begin to move with the steady but firm rythmn inside me.The bed moved … i felt someone get onto the bed, laying alongside my back, a cock hard touching my buttocks”kunt eahirat qudhrat allaylat almadiat wasatakun hdha alsabah” a voice said in my ear – his face close to mine, his breath smelling of stale cum and piss – I tensed as I knew who it was.This man had the power to take and give whatever he wanted – and he did last night in our bed, and my husband could only watch bolu escort bayan as he took – he could not refuse.The cock in my mouth was nearly 10″ long, the veins along the underside pulsating as it grew and I licked and sucked with all my might – wanting him to orgasm deep inside my willing throat.The hand on my head was forcing me up and down on my husbands cock – making me gag but not allowing me to come up for air.I felt the butt plug being removed from my back passage, gaping as it would do after 6 hours of insertion, then a single thrust as the man’s erection went straight up inside me – one thrust and the man was in me up to his balls.My back passage was leaking – i could feel it running over my buttocks – cum and piss – I knew what it was and I had lost count of how many of this man’s “friends” had used me last night.My man moaned loudly as I tasted more of his precum on my tongue … he was close but i wanted it to last longer for him.”abti” I said between my head movements.The man behind me suddenly stopped his thrusts and I felt a warm glow grow inside me – his hands pushed me down on my husbands cock then he pulled out of my arse and pushed the butt plug back inside of me.He got off the bed and knelt before me, his cock, hard, black with a small mass of pubic hair, close by my mouth”tamtas kulana eahirat shaba” he commandedI let my husbands cock fall from my mouth as I took the powerful mans cock between my lips – he tasted dirty, pee and cum coveredI sucked on him – his hands on my head as he forced me down onto his cock without mercy.With his spare hand he was wanking my husband expertly and I knew that I was only the fluffer girl for his real goal.”qulta: tamtas kulaana eahira” he commandedI opened my mouth as wide as I could and forced my husbands cock in next to his – sucking and tonguing them both inside my mouth.I started to play with both their ball sacs, massaging them together, twisting each ball in turn between my fingers as i did it.Both men were now moaning loudly and I hoped the other people in the house would not hear them.There was precum from both men in my mouth now, my husband was waking and escort bolu he was fingering my soaking wet, sticky pussy.The man said “‘urid muakharatuh alan – ‘ant tamatas baynama ‘udajieah”I nodded as we both realised what he wanted (again) from usWe changed positions – I lay on the bed, my legs spread wide, my husband lay on top of me, his mouth around my pussy, my mouth around his cock, the other man knelt behind my husband – his cock and balls large.I began to lick my husbands arse hole, lubricating it for the man who would fuck himHe positioned his cock and with hard thrusts he entered”dayq jiddaan” he kept saying with each thrustI was licking the shaft as he entered my husband – watching as the hole grew wider to accomadate the girth that the man was pushing in. I played with both sets of balls – again rubbing them together as he thrust into my husband.The thrusts became stronger – nearly pulling right out before pushing deep inside – each thrust long and hard.My husband was screaming – the assult on his arse passage was immense but he had to endure it.The man shouted “alhamd lilah” as he made one final thrust then he lay still, his cock pulsating above me.He slowly pulled out and pushed his cock, rapidly becoming limp, betewwn my lips, expecting me to clean it.”eahirat nazifa” he commandedI did as I was told – the taste was not plesant but bearable.”alan zujuk!” he commanded – reaching for the bull whip on the headboard of our bed.I shuddered – knowing is I did not obey then I would be whipped for disobedience – and he had the right to do it.My tounge went towards my husbands engorged cum leaking arse and i began to clean him.As I did the man dragged the whip down the back of my husband – threatening us with it.Satisfied with me cleaning job he replaced the whip, got off the bed and left the room.As he did so he turned and uttered the following words threateningly”sa’astakhdimukuma lahqana wabanatukuma – jamieukum eahirat lidiki.” – I was horrified – had he used them as well.My husband rolled over and looked at him directly – there were no words he could utter.Back in the quiet we lay together – alone and both in painWe kissed and after a sleep we went for a swim – the house was empty, the guests had gone but his words sent a chill down my spine.Please note – this is a censored true story for Xhanster users only – the full story is on our website only.Karen

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