Overboard horse
No longer strange that the theological people are at the young age , women were or men , before it was either old Sheikh with long-bearded half meter at least hanging on his chest , or old woman Sheikha with the old age lines crossed on her face on length and breadth , and looks like as just a draft of mummy .
Sheikha Zainab was a beautiful woman , black-eyed , small lips , lofty , sexy exciting body , firm breasts and slim waist .
It was known in the small village that Sheikha Zainab was doing necromancy and she have a book which tells about the future of every human being and has the solutions of all problems , and she can contact with demons , and if she marry .. so the husband should die the next day of wedding .
Sheikha Zainab was not pay attention to all these rumors , and her house was opened for all those who want to know there luck and future .
Stouhy was the permanent customer in her house , he was the master of the village youth people , everyone afraid from him . With his strong body muscles and long moustache , he was riding a white horse , moving through the village alleys , swaggering on his back , and twisted a turban on a side of his head , and rotate a nylon tie around his neck .
Stouhy was spending the evening parties at Sheikha Zainab house .
There was always some women upstairs at Sheikha Zainab house , but Stouhy has a special position , and he not accept any body else than Sheikha Zainab , with her beauty and magic voice .
No body knows what is happening upstairs at Sheikha Zainab house , she was convince her customers that anybody who reveal the secrets would be punished by Gin , so on that basis , things were going easily and always she is the supper Sheikha Zainab .
Stouhy left his horse in front of Sheikha Zainab house , then entered her room while she was lying on the bed , he try to kiss her but she did not respond to his kisses , saying she is very sick and feel nausea .
Looking to her black eyed carrying between it’s eyelids all the secrets of the world , her beautiful lips carried a lot of magic and beauty , even the greatest artist unable to draw it by his brush , lips has an open invitation to another tasty world , did you saw a lips collecting between innocence and immorality .
And her rosy cheeks as a fruits been picked from the vine , now seems strained , but her body still erupting all the excitement and volcanoes flames , woe to this dreaded disease which prevents him from enjoying .
He would not attend a doctor for her , even he did not asked her if she feel better or not , he is not that loving person , he just shared by sex , and if she is ill , so woe to her and the disease together .
“Are some body upstairs ??” he asked , and she replied by nod of her head .
“Who are there ?” he asked .
“ Today , three women attended upstairs but still no men arrived yet” she replied with weak voice .
He climbed the stairs , then went to the 1st room where is a brown skin woman lying on the bed , completely naked putting a cat mask on her face , and that was the way of Sheikha Zainab that veiled women , so there is no body can discover them , he closed the door as if he does not like black skin .
Went to the 2nd room and opened it , there was a white woman wearing a horse mask , once she saw him she turned and gave him back , he looked forward to her body , which exploded another kind of volcanoes inside him , this thin-skinned arms , this lean back , this full buttocks , and this moles and it’s distribution on the back and right buttock , he know how many moles on this body , and his hands feel the touch of it all .
He was fully ignited inside as a volcanoe while he pulled her arms and removed that horse mask , to be face to face with his wife , while he crying , impossible , impossible , face to face with his wife , the mother of his children , the high family member lady , the daughter of the mayor .
Giving all the features of terror on her face , while catching by both hands her neck , and pressed with deep cry :
Ohhh Shikha Zainab whyyyyyyyyyyyy ???
No longer strange that the theological people are at the young age , women were or men , before it was either old Sheikh with long-bearded half meter at least hanging on his chest , or old woman Sheikha with the old age lines crossed on her face on length and breadth , and looks like as just a draft of mummy .
Sheikha Zainab was a beautiful woman , black-eyed , small lips , lofty , sexy exciting body , firm breasts and slim waist .
It was known in the small village that Sheikha Zainab was doing necromancy and she have a book which tells about the future of every human being and has the solutions of all problems , and she can contact with demons , and if she marry .. so the husband should die the next day of wedding .
Sheikha Zainab was not pay attention to all these rumors , and her house was opened for all those who want to know there luck and future .
Stouhy was the permanent customer in her house , he was the master of the village youth people , everyone afraid from him . With his strong body muscles and long moustache , he was riding a white horse , moving through the village alleys , swaggering on his back , and twisted a turban on a side of his head , and rotate a nylon tie around his neck .
Stouhy was spending the evening parties at Sheikha Zainab house .
There was always some women upstairs at Sheikha Zainab house , but Stouhy has a special position , and he not accept any body else than Sheikha Zainab , with her beauty and magic voice .
No body knows what is happening upstairs at Sheikha Zainab house , she was convince her customers that anybody who reveal the secrets would be punished by Gin , so on that basis , things were going easily and always she is the supper Sheikha Zainab .
Stouhy left his horse in front of Sheikha Zainab house , then entered her room while she was lying on the bed , he try to kiss her but she did not respond to his kisses , saying she is very sick and feel nausea .
Looking to her black eyed carrying between it’s eyelids all the secrets of the world , her beautiful lips carried a lot of magic and beauty , even the greatest artist unable to draw it by his brush , lips has an open invitation to another tasty world , did you saw a lips collecting between innocence and immorality .
And her rosy cheeks as a fruits been picked from the vine , now seems strained , but her body still erupting all the excitement and volcanoes flames , woe to this dreaded disease which prevents him from enjoying .
He would not attend a doctor for her , even he did not asked her if she feel better or not , he is not that loving person , he just shared by sex , and if she is ill , so woe to her and the disease together .
“Are some body upstairs ??” he asked , and she replied by nod of her head .
“Who are there ?” he asked .
“ Today , three women attended upstairs but still no men arrived yet” she replied with weak voice .
He climbed the stairs , then went to the 1st room where is a brown skin woman lying on the bed , completely naked putting a cat mask on her face , and that was the way of Sheikha Zainab that veiled women , so there is no body can discover them , he closed the door as if he does not like black skin .
Went to the 2nd room and opened it , there was a white woman wearing a horse mask , once she saw him she turned and gave him back , he looked forward to her body , which exploded another kind of volcanoes inside him , this thin-skinned arms , this lean back , this full buttocks , and this moles and it’s distribution on the back and right buttock , he know how many moles on this body , and his hands feel the touch of it all .
He was fully ignited inside as a volcanoe while he pulled her arms and removed that horse mask , to be face to face with his wife , while he crying , impossible , impossible , face to face with his wife , the mother of his children , the high family member lady , the daughter of the mayor .
Giving all the features of terror on her face , while catching by both hands her neck , and pressed with deep cry :
Ohhh Shikha Zainab whyyyyyyyyyyyy ???
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