Sexy Muslim Girl Rides On The Big Cock With Her Juicy Pussy 10 Min

In the bustling, colorful streets of Dubai, a mysterious beauty namedLeila was walking briskly down the busy sidewalk, her head down, wearing a traditional hijab covering her hair and a niqab concealing her face. Her ivory hijab matched her long, flowing thawb, a traditional Arabic dress that hugged the curves of her voluptuous figure, especially her gigantic, supple breasts and round, juicy ass. The keffiyeh loosely draped over her body couldn’t hide her incredibly fit physique, and as she walked the abaya swayed with the pronunciation of each step.

Lost in thought, Leila didn’t see the handsome stranger walking towards her. As they collided, the impact ripped away her niqab, revealing her gorgeous face, dark eyes, and full, sensual lips. Her chestnut hair tumbled down her shoulders and her ample bosom heaved from the shock. The two young people gazed at each other bashfully, electricity arcing between them.

“I’m given name,” he introduced himself, “and you’re breathtakingly beautiful.”

Looking away shyly, Leila replied, “Ah, I’m Leila. I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you approaching.”

Ahmed reached out and gently took her hand in his, sending tingles up her arm. “It’s my fault for not looking where I was going. Listen, I don’t want to be rude, but I would love to see you again. I have an apartment nearby. Why don’t you come up for a drink?”

“Well…” Leila hesitated, biting her plump lower lip. In the past, she had succumbed to lust far too easily, leading to seasons of heartbreak and sin. But the heat in Ahmed’s eyes, the feel of his hand in hers, ignited a fire low in her belly.

Ahmed sensed her wavering resistance. “I promise, what happens there, stays there. We can drink, talk…do whatever you’d like. No expectations.”

Leila dealt with the noise and crowds of the market. The silence of the penthouse swept over her as a smiling Ahmed led her inside.하지만 she was even more surprised to find herself naked, except for her bikini bottom, on the edge of the sheets in a sea of plump cushions and silky bedding, her keffiyeh crumpled on the floor. Furthermore, Ahmed had removed his clothes to reveal a disconcertingly well-muscled torso, genetically misleading scars from circumcision, and an extremely large and very erect member.

Ahmed whispered, “Leila, you’re amazingly sexy. Look at your exquisite body, your stunning face.”

Leila moaned in pleasure. Ahmed’s fingers caressed the nape of her neck and then slid lower, his fingers tweaking her nipples and squeezing and fondling her breasts until they swelled and hardened. “…Ahmed, your touch is electric, I’m tingling all over bod…Oh!”

Then, using his tongue, the young man began licking Leila’s nipples and suckled gently on her breast, his hard cock throbbing against her thigh.

“Mmmm, yes…” Leila gasped, feeling the thin fabric of her bikini becoming damp. Her tongue darted out to lick her soft, full lips.

Ahmed released her nipple with a final nibble and kissed his way down her quivering belly until he was face to face with the thin, soft material tenting lewdly over her mound. Leila squealed and covered her sex with her trembling hands as if to protect it from view. “Ahmed, I…we…”

But it was too late, the quick action of the man’s hand had ripped Leila’s bikini bottoms away, leaving her glaringly naked. She felt open and exposed in so many ways.

“Leila, you are incredible,” Ahmed groaned, gazing at her dripping sex. He ran his thumb through her wet folds, his fingers teased her open, revealing her pink entrance. Then he spread her lips, ran his tongue over her labia, and thrust into her hard, his muscles flexing powerfully in his arms.

“Ahhhh!” Leila wailed. She ground herself into his mouth, her nails digging into his back. Her whole body was shaking now, tensing as the pleasure intensified.

Ahmed pistoned into her, relentless in his lust. His cock impaled her over and over again as if she were a cheap whore. His hand pawed at her breasts, pinching and tugging on her nipples.

“Yeessss! Right there! Harder!” Leila panted, fucking him back towards the nearest wall. Their bodies slapped together like wet fish, moving quickly faster. Leila braced one of her hands against the wall as she began to slam her hips back against his furiously, actually bouncing on his cock and moaning loudly as his cock slammed into her g-spot over and over. She clenched herself tight around him, wanting to milk his cock dry.

Leila felt her pussy clench hard around him as she squirted all over his cock and balls. Their hips started slamming together harder and faster as her orgasm racks through her, till Ahmed grunts and stills, pumping load after sticky load deep into her womb.

“Fuck yeah…” she said breathlessly as he pulled out. “I needed that.” Their eyes met and Leila could swear she saw understanding and forgiveness there. “Help me to the shower,” Leila whispered.

A few moments later, the two emerged from Ahmed’s luxurious bathroom, still glistening from the shower. As he wrapped a towel around her waist, Ahmed cupped Leila’s face in his hands and kissed her deeply, passionately. “You’re amazing,” he whispered against her lips when they finally parted.

Leila smiled. She wasn’t sure what the future held for them, but for now, she was happy just to be in the moment with this wonderful man. As they walked hand in hand back to his bedroom, Leila couldn’t help but reflect on how much life could change in the span of 10 short minutes. But if “10 minutes of passion changed everything” she was willing to find out where that new path would lead