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My Moroccan lover part twoMy Moroccan lover part 2Obeying His needs. Mohammed had tekst me and during the next day. His words where making me hot and gave me a kind of fear…I can’t explain, but it was the dominance in a natural way who where hidden in his tekst. Like, “ heey sweet pussy of mine, my manhood will lead you into my world. I am there to submit your love to fulfill my needs . Something to think about, but I felt right.Mohammed said I will visit you this evening, can you receive me? Well Mohammed was more than welcome. I bought some nice foods and drinks he told me he liked. Burned candles cleaned myself invade there would be more advances from his side. I knew I had to wait on what he wanted and . I was already watching him from my window.as he arrived. A selfasured looking man.To make Him feel welcome I turned on a radio station with Arabic music. I was nervous , my heart was beating loudly .as I opened the door I said selam maleikum, I feel honored you visit me, be welcome. Mohammed had brought some gifts , what was for Dutch understanding to much and expensive, I knew I could not refuse otherwise I would insult him. Flowers, Turkish delight, talk, and a gift that he would offer later that evening.I would like some wine he said, before I could ask. We sat down and he said to..Norberth you know what I want, I need a boy like you who is willing to understand my needs are willing to be my sexual love? I asked Mohammed sexual love?… yes I am an honest and direct , we talked about my culture yesterday. You know I can’t be in an public relationship with you. Could you accept that?..well Mohammed.. .euh…Please he said..I feel we could have a good understanding.i can’t be open as you are raised in a open culture as the Dutch culture. You would make me so happy. I feel you need a man like me, you lead and hunger for love. let me be your lover and see what happens in the time being. His deep dark eyes where invading mine, his look was intens and breaking in my mind and Hart. He was playing with his fingers through my halflong hair. I couldn’t say anything as…..yes please Mohammed…I knew I would be lost in myself for a long time at that moment. I felt flattering at that moment that this handsome choose me..a Dutch countryside boy with little experience in gay love.being a kind of concubine for the needs he has. Mohammed smiled a little devilish as I said yes please. I was lost, and got more lost as he kissed meI remembered not to stick my tongue in his mouth, but letting him In lead. Again I drowned in this feeling if I was in heaven. And from kissing came more. I felt his crotch growing , as he pushed me back over on the couch and positioned his body over mine. I felt him rubbing over my Dick with his crotch….do you feel that ?he Whispered in my ear…it’s my cock who is looking His way to make love to you..i am so happy right now.Would you love my cock and accept it inside you, when I fuck you like a man fucks a woman? Mohammed was making canlı bahis şirketleri me feel hot, his hands where everywhere, in seconds he opened my shirt and was playing with my nipples. He twitched and turned them , as he did that with the tip of my nipples I got enourmous horny feelings that made me moan…yes said Mohammed… that’s the music I wanna hear, the song of lust, that turns me on. Oh Mohammed it’s so hot what you are doing….hhhmmmm Suddenly he stood up and said open my trousers. I kneeled before him and observed his big bulge…,Almost greedy I opened up his trousers. He was not wearing any underwear. I saw immediately he does not shave his pubes but his pubes were cut properly..Automatically His big cut cock plopped out of the trousers. It was huge and started immediately to grow more in a hard swollen beautiful dangerous weapon. this meant pain when it daggers my cunt I thought . Fear and admiration and respect where the words who came in my mind. Mixed up with lustful thoughts I wanted to touch his manhood, presented to me..No baby, don’t touch…smell it..smell?….yes,…. smell my cock, but dont touch it with your hands…do it and lookup in my eyes while you smell, and tell me what you smellIng. I smell your….testosterone Mohammed..sweaty , salty…i love it.. i could say it all while looking in his deep dark eyes who forcing me in submission while saying it. I was Searching with my hands for my own cock while I was smelling at his big cock. I realised that mine is much smaller than the cock of Mohammed. No don’t touch your clitt he said..clitt ? I resumed..yes to me it’s a clitty said Mohammed . I Will tell you when you are allowed to touch it.! Could you obey me in that fact ,sweety? Could you obey my lust and make it yours ?he Whispered in my ear…my mind was making rollercoasters, because i was listening and learning what this Arab god searched for…I was weak and his words and his eyes and even more..his beautiful cock forced me into submission to be his toy, even it would mean for the time being.I want to see your pussy , I like it when it’s nice pink and shaved…Mohammed said.do you shave your pussy…hmmm? I was was drunk of of his words, and inside so happy that i shaved my cunt in advance before Mohammed arrived.Take your clothes off he said.. and go lay down on your back. As quick as I could I stripped myself off of my clothes . Mohammed watched my body…actually your a little too slim for my taste, I like it more when you would have some curves…I was amazed about these words, because here in holland where slim bottoms a must. Too skinny? I said..yes said Mohammed. Dont ask you must gain more weight. Some more breast with huge nipples…to hold something in my hands and to play with..i like that…euh ok…yes Mohammed. It was a little intimidating for me Do you like it when I play your nips?.. yes Mohammed I adnoliged, and felt in my mind that horny feeling what he was doing before with my nipples it Brought me in perabet güvenilir mi ecstasy before. I hoped for the same feeling Go lay on your back sweety..i laid back Mohammed said…open your legs for me….show me your cunt….I opened my legs, and as if i was on a meat market Mohammed observed and touched my cunt….hmmmm ..thats what I like he said…nice piggy pink, no hair …clean..Did you wash your pussy inside sweety?..i said yes Mohammed….good boy…preparing for Mohammed hey?… you where waiting for my cock…diddent you…hmmm slutty Also I like that…Did you touch yourself last night?…. no Sir I said… I diddent know why I said Sir…But Mohammed liked it and said… hmm Sir? Good boy…that I will keep in mind . But for now I want you to say Mohammed… he opened my legs wide and held his hands in my kneeholesHe spit on my cunt , I felt his saliva running down my hole onto my butts. It felt horny and cheap in the same way, but also honoured to have something from his DNA on my body….You know what I want …do you? Hhhmmm? I wanted nothing more than to serve his lust and be the vessel he needed. Yes Mohammed…please…good boy….but I am afraid tough it’s gonna hurt..its so big your cock…I know baby it’s gonna hurt, but I will be a gentleman and grand you a nice slow fuck…at first. I lead you…don’t look down.. whatever happens down there between my cock and your pussy is not your buissnes. I take care of it…you hear? I wispeted in my ear.. You will only look in my eyes and listen what I tell you hmm? I mean you no harm ok?…yes sweety ?do you understand? Yes Mohammed ….He spitt on his hands and rubbed his gland with it, did spitt again on my cunt, and i felt rubbed his gland against the lips of my pussy.. yeh euh…no….dont look down..he said when I tryed to peak what’s happening down there.. …look in my eyes…do you feel my cock sliding against your hole?…like that? That’s all you need to know. It felt like heaven..it felt smooth, wet and the sliding of his cock eased up my mind and opened my cunt . I looked in Mohammeds eyes and saw his lust in it .I loved ithis hairs on his body made me see how manly he looked, and made me feel a kind of sinner for his needs…a boy had seks with a real man. I felt natural the way it had to be…I love it when I slide my cock against your pussygate…It feels good warm and wet…I am gonna enter you…don’t be afraid I don’t want to hurt you, but if it does, you will learn to adapt to my cock. I am gonna create your hole into my pussy..no don’t look down..look in my eyes…Mohammed placed his gland as an arrow against my cunt…relax baby..relax…normally I use fingers first to loosen up. But I want to take your verginety by my cock at the first fuck.. .Do you understand me what I am saying..im going to mark your cunt as mine…hmm? Would you like that sweety?Before I could say yes, Mohammed daggered his weapon carefully but firm inside me…and the pain was like hell. Mohammed hushed me … shhhht…,and told me perabet giriş how good i did , that he was proud of me…sssht baby…i thought my cunt was bursting with every centimeter he impaled me. Yes yes shhht…baby I know it hurts…finally he was all-in to his balls…My cunt was streched to the max. I felt his pubic hair on my my stretched gate. His balls resting on my opened cuntbottom…I saw a kind of proudness in his eyes during his dominant but fatherly invasion of my mind and he noticed my will was floating away for his benefits.I leave my cock a while inside you sweety…see… I made it fit, your pussy adapts already….you where born for this believe me….and I did believe him, because even we met so shortly, it felt as a longtime friend I trusted fully. Now open your mouth sweety, I did and he spitt in my mouth, swallow it…I did…good boy! Again..open your mouth…again he gave me his saliva and I swallowed it.His big cock still inside me was making very short pumping movement’s….like that? Hmmm yeah? Yes Mohammed ,it feels good even it hurts i said. Yeah baby i am gonna tag you as mine right now. Keep looking in my eyes…good boy. Tell me how you feel…besides it hurts. I feel a kind of sinful Mohammed…I do enjoy your words you tell me, it makes me feel following you, I feel your gland sliding inside my belly…..tell me more….he said..meanwhile he was increasing his breeding movements….oohh hell it hurts…yes baby…are you with me ? you will remember me always…I’m sure of that. I enjoy your dark body hair on your chest and belly. I love it how it rubs on my skin, I feel myself at place. Mohammed pumped harder and faster, and was going deeper..i felt my inside belly hurting, but was changing in pleasure and pain at the same time. This man was in Lead.. .en I enjoyed it to be his fuck.His balls slapping on my cunt made me feel whorisch…I can’t give you another word for it. Mohammeds eyes looked like a hunter who’s hunting a deer. Keep looking at me he said. Do you like my cock now? ..i love it…I love it..finaly I felt lust inside me ,caused by the rythem of his cock . Good hole baby, nice cunt. I am creating your new pussy, it’s gonna be destroyed by my cock. Mohammed pumped quicker and harder, I was so horny I started to moan loudly, that seemed to be music in mohammeds ears..it made him wanna fun. Do you want my babies inside you sweety? Yes? Dhal I impregnate you with my DNA?Yes Mohammed please..ooohhh yes please. His breathing got louder en deeper, he grapped my hair at the back of my head and pulled my head backwards. He positioned his whole body over mine and I felt his muscular chest, his black chesthair sanding mine. Your fucking hot …hot hole…I love your hole he breezed in my ear. I felt his beard scratching my cheek, I enjoyed his lustful breeding, while suddenly he said I’m gonna blow my baby’s in you…oooooooh yeaaah.. he pulled my hair harder backwards, and gave me some mean hard deep strokes inside me I never ever forget. I felt he loaded my cunt with his Moroccan DNA. I felt how wet and slippery my hole got Heaven and he at the same time..but I saw Mohammed was so happy and released. He kept pumping and I felt his seed dripping out of my cunt…the couch was all wet…but the story does not end here..it goes onEND OF PART TWO

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