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Epilogue of Dirty Wild Sultan

Epilogue

Zain

“Zain, I…” she moaned, her legs quivering with pleasure when I licked her soaking pussy.

“Shh, be quiet, Nasrin,” I whispered, holding her thighs and standing up.

She looked at me over her shoulder, “It’s your fault if we get caught.”

I smiled and shook my head at my wife who was bent over the desk of my study, the expensive dress pulled over her waist. I lowered the zipper of my pants and said, “You are the one who told me you needed me inside you while we were greeting our guests. I just obliged the request of my beautiful sultana.”

Her cheeks flamed hearing me and she pushed her hips back. “Yes, I need you inside me, Zain. Please, hurry.”

“Try to be quiet,” I said, wrapping my hand around her hair and sliding inside her warm heat in one slow thrust.

We both groaned at the pleasure of our union, her tight walls clenching my length tightly when I slowly fucked her. I pulled at her hair, kissing her lips when I slammed inside her, swallowing her moans as people mingl
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