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He rutted atop her, growing more and more vigorous as he pumped away. Their flesh slapped, his heavy, cum-laden balls cracking into her taint. Their mouths met, tongues dueling as his passion mounted.
His thrust grew frantic. He was on the verge of cumming. Every muscle in his body tensed. He wasn't going to stop. He needed his release. His back arched as he drove his cock into the very depth of her body, brushing her cervix.
And he came.
A flood of cum erupted, pumping in mighty pulse after might pulse. Centuries of backup spunk was unleashed, overflowing her vessel. She shuddered, her dark eyes squeezing shut as she found her own orgasm.
"My husband!" she purred. "We are one!"
His body shuddered, electric pleasure shot through him. His mind was lost in the bliss. He gasped and moaned, then collapsed atop her. He couldn't think of anything. He had never been so satiated in all his life.
His cock already grew hard for a second taste.
But I need to make plans to stop Kyle.
"Where is Kalila?" he panted.
"Jabal al-Dukhan," she answered.
"Servant," he bellowed, his cock hardening in her wonderful embrace, his hips thrusting again.
A Marid entered, his eyes downcast. "Yes, wise Sultan."
"Send a message to Tariq ibn al-Ghul. A banquet will enter his realm soon. He has my permission to eat every last one of the mortals with Kyle. They will be at Jabal al-Dukhan."
"The message will be sent at once," the servant bowed.
"As fast as possible. It must be in Tariq's hand before dawn."
That's when Kyle would go. The Ghul hate the day. They will disappear into their holes as the sun rises.
"Does my husband have a second wind?" purred Faiza, her fingers caressing his back.
"And maybe even a third," he grinned. "You make me feel so young."
"Roll on your back, and I will show you more of my delights," she purred.
Rashid gasped and groaned as his new wife writhed atop him, her wonderful breasts bouncing. Tariq will kill Kyle while I fuck his mother. Rashid had never been happier.
To be continued...
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