Fareeda narrates this part
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After Qamaar came home, I handed him over the papers. He quickly went through then and said,
“Well, looks like payment time”
He hugged me as usual and started kissing me, quickly taking my dress off as I was kissing him back. I had my eyes shut, but I felt him putting away my hands for a while and pulling my dress off of me. Then I was with only my bra and panty. I opened my eyes for a while when I felt like he stopped kissing me for a while.
He was taking off his dress, and then he was in his underwear only.
After that, he hugged me again and squeezing my ass, he was wildly kissing me all over. I just smiled.
“Qamaar…easy there”
He kissed me all over again and again as he pulled my bra off my right boob and started tasting my nipple there, squeezing my buttocks and rubbing my back. I started moaning. He did not stop that until my boob started painting and I said,
“Qamaar, that hurts now”
And then he moved to my other boob and kept doing the same till it also started paining. My boobs would not have started to pain if he was not sucking them that hard or biting my nipples that hard or that often.
After that, he placed his face between my boobs and squeezing them in each of his hands, he pressed them against his cheeks and repeatedly got them hit against him.
After that, he took me in his hands, holding my buttocks and lifting me up straight, and as I was holding his neck with my fingers behind it and we were tasting the mouths of each other, he took me to his room and laid me on his bed.
As soon as he laid me on the bed, he laid on me and started tasting my mouth, feeling my boobs. After that, he repeatedly kissed me down to my boobs and kept on sucking each nipple at one time, changing his mouth between my nipples, greedily. CThen, he did this; he took my right nipple in his mouth, held it between his lips, pulled back till it went off, licked around it a few times and took it back in his mouth. He was holding my boobs in his hands and he kept doing it to my right boob several times, moved to my left boob and did the same things, over and over again. I was smiling at him.
He was making a lot of noise as usual. I moaned each time the feeling was a little too much.
“Ah…Qamaar, Easy there…ah!”
After some more of eating my boobs, he kissed me down to my pussy area and took my panty off my-my body. Then, he held my thighs with his hands, placed his mouth firmly against my pussy and started tasting my pussy and clit, greedily as usual.
“Ah! Oh my God…this is great…ah!”
I was struggling, as usual. After doing that, he started finger fucking me as he used to and my entire body was moving on the mattress, harmonically, shivering nevertheless. My moaning was breaking as well and when I looked at him, I saw his Jaws tight shut, meaning that he was putting his maximum effort to that. I could not say a single word due to the sensation.
When he stopped it, I was covered with sweat and as soon as he stopped it, load after load my juice gushed outta my pussy and they washed much of his face, I guess.
After that, he sat on my breast and fed me his cock. I Jerked it, sucked it and prepared it for intercourse. He said,
“Okay, babe, ready for the final showdown?”
I nodded yes and he laid on the bed with his face upwards and said to me,
“Okay baby, Kneel over me with your knees on the sides of my hip and take my cock inside you on the way and start riding me”
This is the popular reverse cowgirl position as you know.
I started riding his cock. He was rubbing my back and sometimes slapping or squeezing my back, saying,
“Faster baby, ride me faster…oh fuck!”
I have gushed out a lot of my juice so I was feeling weaker now but I tried to ride him as fast as possible for me. As I had my hands on his hip for my support, after a while, he was squeezing my boobs, having his hands reached towards my front. With his pressure on my boobs and in my pussy, it was an immense feeling that I can not explain in words.
After some more fucking, I started slowing down due to the tire and he pulled me back by my boobs, laid me by him and kissed me a few times and as I turned my face towards him, he kissed my lips, again and again. Then, we were looking into the eyes of each other. As I was rubbing his face with my left hand, he was rubbing my right hand with both his hands. He kissed my hand and said,
“It is not over yet, darling. Come on”
And He turned me downward and said,
“Take support from your arms and lift up your upper body…do not bend your knees. Bend your spine backward…that is it”
I turned my head back to see what he was doing. He sat on my ass with his legs by my sides, took hold of my boobs and started fucking me from behind. It was great since I was feeling tired as well. I was moaning, mostly to provoke him more. He was going fast but not violently fast as he did earlier, so now it was even more enjoyable and lovely as well.
Once, he stopped fucking, bent towards me, tasted my mouth and started fucking me again back in his former position. Much of the time, his hands were on my boobs. His grip was firm but was not painful. It was the tightness I desire.
“This time, come on my body, Qamaar”
I said while he was fucking me. After some time, he took himself out, turned me upwards and came all over from my face down to my pussy. I collected them and ate them as usual.
Then, we hugged each other and laid there. It was just afternoon so I was not gonna sleep and neither was he.
We kissed the lips of each other and looked into each other’s eyes, as he was squeezing my right hand with his left and his right hand was around my body, holding me tight against him.
I wanted to be with him, and I was sure as hell he wanted the same with me, but I knew I cannot do that.
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Stay tuned for the next part.
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