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Kristen thinks of Layla. This Arab girl fills her mind.

To Kristen, Layla must be a rebellious girl. One who wants to be bred to defy her conservative father. A Muslimah (woman who is a Muslim) who craves to be naughty. That makes Kristen tingle with delight.

Through the wall, Kristen hears that Noriko is over. Britney must be having a sleepover with her best friend. In Kristen’s perverse world of her diary (and the reality that she’s warped on accident), Britney and Noriko are regularly being fucked by her father on these sleepovers.

What if they invite a new friend over so she can be bred by a real man, thinks Kristen.

And with that, a special guest, one Kristen believes she’s invented but in fact is a real person, will be joining the sleepover.

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Layla Achmed

I was returning from the mosque with my mother. It was Friday, so we were there for prayers and to hear the imam speak, segmented from the men by a curtain like it was proper. That was what I wanted to be.

Proper.

A good Muslimah. Virginal. Pure. Sinless. I would be a good wife to my husband so that when I died, he would call me up from hell to be with him in Paradise. If I wasn’t a good wife, I would be condemned. After all, the Prophet Mohammad (peace be upon his name) said the majority of those in hell were women.

So I had to try hard to be a good Muslimah. I would never think about boys and be seduced by the decadent west where we would live. I would marry a proper Muslim man and have many children. We would transform America into a proper country that followed Sharia Law.

Mother and I passed that degenerate Britney’s house. The whole family was foul. I heard so many rumors about them. The mother made pornography. The two daughters were pregnant with their own father’s children. They had naked sex slaves.

It was fine for a man to have sex slaves—to possess whatever his right hand grasp as the Prophet Mohammad (peace be upon him) commands—but to make them go about naked was perverse. I had seen them. East Asian whores.

I would wait until marriage. I would not…

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Layla wants to be a whore. She doesn’t want to wait for marriage. She doesn’t want to be married. Luckily, her new friend Britney has a plan.

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Layla Achmed

I shook my head, blinking. A plan? There was…

Of course there was a plan for me to become a whore.

I glanced at Britney’s house, hating the smothering dress and hijab I was forced to wear. I wanted to show off my beauty. To be used by boys. I wanted to be pregnant, of course, but with random men’s babies.

To be a whore.

If it was so hard for women to make it to Paradise, then I would earn being in hell. I would glory in it. Britney had a plan to help me, though. I just had to go to her house. I made my excuse to mother and darted across the street.

There was a sleepover happening at Britney’s house. I would be able to get laid. Her father would take my virginity. I reached their front door and rang the doorbell. I was so ready for how amazing this night would be. I knew it would be the best of my life.

The start of a new existence.

The front door opened and a naked, Japanese girl stood there with big boobs. She looked to be sixteen with glossy, black hair and a thick bush that hid her pussy. She was as hairy as I would be if I didn’t shave, the only proper thing I did as a Mulsimah.

And not for grooming but because I liked how it felt to rub my hand across my wet pussy like a complete whore.

Lastly, the whore who answered the door had a collar about her throat. She bowed and said, “Welcome, honored guest. I am Niku, the family’s sex slave. Come in. Mistress Britney is eager to see you. She is up in her room with her other guest, Noriko.”

“Thanks,” I said and ripped off my hijab. “I don’t need that. Burn it or throw it away or whatever.”

“Of course, Miss Layla,” she said. “And do not hesitate to ask to use me or my daughter, Asoko.” She motioned to another Japanese girl who had small boobs but the same porcelain face, like a living doll. Almost impossibly gorgeous and definitely delicate.

How could she have possibly have a daughter who was the same age as her? That made no sense to me. It didn’t have to. I rushed up the stairs, my black hair flying free. I had never been in this house before, but that made sense.

I reached the top floor and found a hallway with many doors. The first was clearly a boy’s room. The second was a girl’s, neat and clean, her bed made up with a desk covered in books. Another door was for a bathroom. I passed one door that…

Never needed to be opened. What was in there didn’t’ matter. It…

I blinked, feeling this strange sensation of something fading away. I ignored it and reached another bedroom door. I heard giggling from inside. I knocked on it. The door opened to revel a pregnant Britney butt-naked.

She had a belly round with her father’s baby. Her brown hair fell in pigtails over her shoulders, her breasts small. She pulled me inside, leaving the door open. On her bed, Noriko sat naked and also pregnant, another Japanese girl.

She didn’t wear a slave’s collar.

“We have to get you naked,” said Britney. “Asoko and Niku, get your butts up here and strip my guest naked!”

From downstairs, the two maids rushed up. I trembled there as Britney sat down beside her pregnant friend. They slipped their arms around each other and started kissing. I shuddered at the sight of their lips melting together. That was wild to watch.

“Your father?” I asked.

“He’ll be home soon,” purred Britney. “Until then…”

The two Japanese sex slaves were on me. They started unbuttoning the back of my dress. I shuddered as they worked. They were moving fast to get me naked. I wanted to be utterly nude. That would be so amazing.

I shivered as they opened the back of my dress and pulled it down off me. I quivered there as they worked fast. They were clearly good at what they did. I loved how they worked. They moved quickly until they were pulling off my dress.

“Ooh, you’re naked beneath,” squealed Britney.

“It’s the only thing I can do,” I said, my round boobs jiggling. “I have 34Cs. They’re cute, right?”

“So cute,” said Noriko. “And that pussy is shaved. Ooh, naughty.”

“Muslimah women should have shaved pussies,” I said. “For hygiene, but I love it.”

“Mmm, get her ready,” Britney said. “Slaves, eat her pussy!”

I shuddered at those words. To have two women, mother and daughter who both looked sixteen, feasting on my cunt was wild. Asoko and Niku knelt before me. They looked like twin sisters instead of mother and daughter, though Niku was so much bustier than her daughter.

“Miss Layla,” the pair purred together and nuzzled between my legs. I shuddered at that. They licked at me. They lapped at my cunt, making me feel so good. I loved it. They caressed through my cunt with their tongues.

I groaned as they did that. It felt so good to have them licking me. My eyes rolled back in my head as they did it. It was so good to have them feasting on me. I groaned as their tongues stroked through my hot flesh.

It was incredible to have them lapping at me. I shuddered at the way they both caressed me. It was so good to have them doing that to me. I groaned and shivered, my heart pounding in my chest as I had two cuties feasting on me.

They licked and lapped at me. It was so good to have them doing that. I was so happy to have them stroking their tongues over my hot flesh. I shuddered at the way they flicked around me. I groaned again and again.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s nice,” I moaned.

Their tongues stroked around my petals. They brushed my hymen and touched my clit. I masturbated, of course. I loved masturbating, and I savored that wonderful joy of jilling off in my bedroom with my mother none the wiser.

Now…

Now…

Those tongues stroked over my cud. I groaned in delight as they tongued me. One of the slaves suckled at my bud and nibbled on it. The other one lapped at my slit. They were so good at what they did to me.

They were amazing at it.

I groaned, my entire body trembling. I savored the heat of this moment so much. My face contorted with the delight of it. They were making me feel so good. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest.

They flicked their tongues over my bud. They lapped at me with such passion. It was incredible to have them doing that to me. I loved every second of it. This was just such a beautiful thing. I reveled in it. I shook my head, enjoying every last second of this delight.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh,” I groaned. “That’s good. That’s so good. You know that. You’re making me feel amazing!”

“Good!” Britney purred as she and Noriko fingered each other’s pussies.

The two pregnant girls stared at me trembling, rising toward my orgasm. Their hands reached around their swollen bellies to rub at their cunts. I licked my lips, my boobs jiggling. This felt so good. I loved the attention.

The one suckling on my clit also nibbled with her lips. The other one fluttered her tongue up and down my slit. I shuddered, hurtling toward my orgasm. I would have a big burst of delight I could not wait for that delight to explode through me. I was so close. I…

“Oh, yes!” I gasped. “Fuck Allah! I’m a whore!”

My pussy juices gushed out and drowned their mouths. My entire body quivered with rapture. Stars flashed across my vision. I whimpered, my head tossing from side to side. I loved every second of this. It was so good to have them licking at me.

To have them lapping at me. They stroked their tongues through my folds. I groaned, rising and rising toward that moment when I would cum. I would just have a huge climax. I wanted to burst with delight.

“That’s so good!” I moaned. “I’m a lesbian whore, too!”

“Yes!” Bringey squealed.

“So hot!” Noriko moaned.

The pair of them kissed as they shuddered. They were cumming. I loved seeing them shaking through their passion. It was so hot to watch as my entire body quivered through such rapture. I was in heaven here.

I loved every second of that delight. My eyes rolled back in my head as I enjoyed this passion. It was a beautiful thing. I shuddered, my heart hammering in my chest. I was so glad for this. So happy right now.

The pleasure rushed through me as those two tongues licked at me. They feasted on me with all that they had. It was so good to have them stroking up and down my cunt. I gasped as they did that. It was so good to have them lapping at me like that. They made me shiver in delight.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I groaned. “That’s it. That’s so good. You’re driving me wild. I… I… Yes!”

I hit the peak of my orgasm, swaying there. “Oh, that’s amazing!”

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Kristen pauses.

She glances at the wall separating her room. She had just written, “’Oh, that’s amazing!’ gasps Layla,” when Kristen thought she heard that same cry from her sister’s bedroom. Kristen frowned and shook her head.

Of course she didn’t hear that. It was just Britney or Noriko goofing around. Kristen thinks the idea her little sister is having sex with Britney and the “imaginary” Layla is naughty, little knowing that her pen reshapes reality.

She put her pen back to the paper and wrote so fast.

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Layla is eager for more. Luckily for her, the front door opens and closes.

Daddy’s home.

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Layla Achmed

I whipped my head around at the sound of the front door opening. “Is that…?”

“Maybe,” Britney purred as she pulled her fingers out of Noriko’s pussy and licks them clean.

Noriko did the same, sucking Britney’s cream off those pale-olive fingers. Layla shivered, wanting to do that, but the footsteps are creeping up the stairs. They sound heavy. Manly. She breathed heavily, her heart racing.

Then the steps marched down the hallway. A man appeared. Tall. Handsome. Wearing a suit, his tie dangling from his hand. He flicked his eyes up and down her and grinned. He took her by the hand and led her down the hallway.

“I’m going to pump your pussy full of cum,” he said as he led her into the master bedroom where…

Mrs. Miller waited. She had several cameras pointing at the bed. She was in the corner, naked and rubbing at her pussy. Her eyes widened with delight at the sight of my naked flesh. She licked her lips and pulled out a remote.

She clicked it.

The cameras turned on.

“Oh, she’s so young and hot,” moaned Mrs. Miller. “I bet her pussy is so much better than mine. Yes, yes, you’re going to fuck her so hard. You’re going to make her into your whore.”

“Yes, I am,” said Mr. Miller. “I’m going to pound her little cunt. Just fuck her with all that I have. She’s going to squeal like a whore, aren’t you?”

I whimpered and nodded.

“That’s right,” he said. “I’m going to enjoy fucking you so hard, whore. Just enjoy pumping my seed in you. My wife’s pussy is so loose. Not like your tight, young cunt.”

“Yes,” whimpered Mrs. Miller. She was getting off on being humiliated. Her cheeks were so red. “Your cunt is so much better than mine. My husband deserves the best cunts, not his wife’s worthless pussy.”

I was so shocked, but her cunt was dripping juices. She was so wet.

Britney and Noriko came in behind me, pregnant and eager. I shuddered as Mr. Miller stripped naked. He untucked his silk dress shirt and finished unbuttoning it. I groaned as his muscular body came into sight. He was so strong.

My pussy clenched. This heady heat shot through me at how sexy he was. I wanted to lick him. I wanted to lap my tongue over his hot body. I was such a whore. This was so wild. I quivered here, aching for everything that would cum.

“My, my, she looks ready,” said Mr. Miller.

“She does,” cooed his wife. “Little whore just wants it, doesn’t she. Ooh, she’s going to be so much better than me.”

“Yes,” I whimpered.

Mr. Miller then undid his belt. His pants. The zipper of his fly rasped down. I felt so dizzy now. I was so dizzy with lust as he shoved off his pants and his boxers. His cock popped out. My eyes widened at its size.

I had seen pornos staring him, but it was so much bigger in person. I shuddered, swaying there. I just… I had to… I whimpered as he stepped out of his pants, his massive rod twitching. He was so big and thick. The Prophet Mohammad would call me a whore.

Yes, I was a whore.

A whore for big dicks that would stretch out my pussy. I could not wait for him to ram into me. I wiggled my hips back and forth. His dick would slam into me so hard. My tongue stroked over my lips. I wanted to be in him.

I craved to fuck him so hard.

He gripped me by the hips and spun me around. I gasped as he threw me down on the bed. I bounced, shivering. My legs spread wide. I wanted him to bury his face into my cunt and feast on me. I craved to have him licking at my cunt.

That would be so hot.

He crawled onto the bed, his cock swinging beneath him. I shuddered, aching for him to just ram that big fucker into me. I spread my legs wide. He ducked his head down and took a lick at my pussy. I gasped, feeling his stubble on my shaved pussy lips.

“Mr. Miller!” I squealed.

“Go, Daddy, go!” Britney cheered.

“Yes, yes, fuck that pristine, virgin pussy!” Mrs. Miller moaned. “Fuck that Arab twat. Ram into the little Muslim whore’s pussy.”

“Muslimah whore!” I moaned. “Defile me and breed me!”

“Yes,” Mr. Miller growled and crawled up my body, his cock swaying.

He kissed me, his lips tasting of my tart pussy. I groaned, making out with him as his cock nuzzled into my wet pussy. My boobs rubbed into his chest. I groaned, savoring this moment. His tongue danced around in my mouth.

I kissed him with passion as he pressed his cock into my twat. His weight was on me, so strong and masculine. I loved this moment. I shuddered as he kissed me with all that he had. It was a beautiful thing. I was in heaven here.

His cock nuzzled against my cunt. He pushed and pushed on me. I shuddered as he did that. It was a wonderful thing to have him drilling against my hymen. He pushed and pushed on me until my maidenhead popped.

I gasped as he was in me.

I wasn’t a virgin any longer.

He growled into my lips as he sank his cock into my pussy. Inch after inch of his massive rod sank into me. I couldn’t believe I was taking him. I was stretching around his shaft until he nuzzled against my womb. His balls rested against my taint.

How did I know that word?

I was a Muslimah whore, of course.

His cock knocked at my cervix. He had stuffed every inch of his cock into my pussy. I was such a whore. I loved it so much. I savored having him all the way in me. I clamped down on him as he drew back his dick.

He growled as he did that. It was so amazing to have him pulling back and back with his dick. I groaned, savoring that delight. It was so wonderful to have him doing that. He rammed back into me. He filled me up with his rod.

“Shit, shit, shit!” He moaned as he buried into me. He slammed into my twat with his hard cock. He pumped away at me. “That’s it. That’s fucking it!”

“It’s so good!” I moaned as he pumped away at me. He pounded my twat with that big dick. I loved him slamming into me with that massive rod. It was so amazing to have him slamming into my twat with all that he had. “Damn, that’s wonderful!”

“So good, Mr. Miller!” I whimpered.

“Yes, yes, fuck that Muslimah slut’s pussy,” Mrs. Miller hissed. “Is her cunt so much better than mine?”

“So much fucking better!” Mr. Miller roared and buried his cock into my twat hard.

“That’s right!” I hissed. “Your husband wants teenage pussy. Underage cunt. Not your old, worthless pussy!”

“Yes,” she whimpered, masturbating in the corner. It was disgusting. She was foul, but I was young and tight.

Mr. Miller hammered my cunt so hard. He buried into my pussy with all that he had. I loved him fucking me so hard. I squeezed my cunt down on his huge cock. He plowed into me with all that he had. It was so good to have him thrusting away at me.

I shuddered, reveling in that heat. I loved that wonderful dick in my twat. I rose toward my orgasm. I would have a huge one. A mighty climax on his dick. I could not wait to cum on him. That would be so amazing.

He thrust away at me. He fucked me with all that he had. It was just so good to have him hammering me like that. He pounded me with all that big dick. It was so good to have him hammering me with all his might. I loved it.

I loved the way he pounded my snatch. I gasped in delight, my fingernails raking across his back. I loved every second of his big dick fucking me. He pounded me with all that he had. He thrust away at me with so much passion.

It was so good to have him doing that to me. I loved the way he plowed into me. It was so good to have him thrusting into me with all that he had. I enjoyed every last second of that rod in me. It was so good to have him hammering me.

He fucked me so hard.

“Mr. Miller!” I gasped. “That’s it! Enjoy my underage pussy!”

“Fucking enjoying it,” he growled. “Cum, you naughty slut! I want to breed that fertile pussy!”

I clamped down on him, my pussy gripping his rod. I loved the way that he buried into my snatch. It was so good to have that mighty cock slamming into my twat. He buried into me with so much force. My twat melted around him.

I loved it so much. He fucked me with all that he had. It was glorious to have him burying into my twat. I loved him pounding me like that. I enjoyed that big dick burying into my snatch. It was so good to have him hammering me.

I would cum so hard.

I would just burst with passion. I would cum with so much pleasure. I could not wait for that ecstasy to explode through me. My eyes rolled back in my head as he hammered my cunt. He fucked me with all that he had.

It was so amazing to have him fucking me like that. He buried into my twat with every last thrust of his cock. It was an amazing moment to have him filling me up like that. This was it. He grunted, burying into my twat.

His nuts slapped into my taint.

“Mr. Miller!” I gasped and came like a Muslimah slut on his dick.

My pussy convulsed around his cock. My cunt rippled and writhed around him. I loved that heat sweeping through my body. I groaned at the pleasure of this moment. My body bucked and trembled as the pleasure washed through me.

“Fuck, yes!” he growled and buried his cock into my pussy.

He erupted.

“Breed me!” I howled as his cum splashed against my cervix.

His seed flooded my cunt.

My pussy convulsed around his erupting cock. I reveled in the bliss surging through my flesh. I groaned, my eyes rolling back in my head as his cum pumping into my snatch. He filled me up with his jizz. It was just amazing.

His wife squealed out in orgasmic delight as she watched her husband filling my cunt with cum. I trembled through this bliss. It was so good to have all that ecstasy washing through my body. I groaned, enjoying that bliss.

It was so amazing to have that passion rushing through my body. I groaned at the heat spilling through me. It was a beautiful thing. A wondrous treat. I was so happy to have all that bliss surging through my body.

“Fuck!” I moaned. “I’m a naughty Musliamh slut!”

“You are!” Britney cheered. “Go, Layla, go! And Daddy! Breed her!”

“I fucking am!” Mr. Miller roared.

I clung to him, savoring my first man. My first lover. My first load of cum in my cunt. It was a magical moment. Just what I had always wanted to experience. I smiled from ear to ear as he pulled out of me, ready to fuck me again.

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Layla is bred, but she wants more.

After all, she’s a Muslimah whore. So she’s hungry to try her first taste of pussy while getting fucked in the ass by my daddy’s big dick.

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Layla Achmed

I was such a Muslimah whore, so I was hungry to try my first taste of pussy while getting fucked in the ass by Mr. Miller’s big dick. That thought had me shivering as Mr. Miller rose from me. His cock slid out of my cunt.

I gasped as his jizz spilled out of my cunt and trickled down my taint.

“Britney, let me eat out your cunt,” I said. “Let me feast on that yummy twat while your daddy fucks me in the ass!”

“Yes!” the pregnant slut squealed and darted onto the bed. She scrambled on it, her pregnant belly heaving. She leaned against the pillows and the padded headrest. She spread her legs wide, her pussy dripping. Her swollen belly curved right down to her vulva.

What a yummy sight.

I rolled over onto my hands and knees so I could crawl to her. The spicy aroma of her bald twat filled my nose. I shuddered and leaned over. I licked up and down her slit. She gasped, her hands rubbing at her pregnant belly.

It was so hot to have his cock pressing between my butt-cheeks. He slid it down to my asshole, his shaft soaked in my pussy cream. I lapped at his daughter’ pussy as he found my asshole. He thrust against my backdoor.

I groaned as he did that.

It felt so good to have him drilling against my anal ring. I whimpered into her pussy, lapping at her with such passion. She whimpered, her hands roaming of her belly. I stroked up and down her, licking at her with such passion.

“Ooh, ooh, just like that,” she groaned. “That’s good.”

“Yes,” I whimpered then gasped, “Mr. Miller!”

His cock popped past my asshole and penetrated into my bowels. I was no longer an anal virgin, either.

I loved his big dick sliding into my asshole. My tongue flicked up and down my friend’s pussy. I lapped at her with all that I had. I licked at her with passion as that big dick sank deeper and deeper into my bowels.

His nuts rested on my taint. I groaned as he gripped my hips and drew back his dick. He made me feel so good. I shuddered as he pulled back and slammed back into my bowels. He fucked my anal sheath with force.

It was so good to have him doing that. He pumped away at my bowels. It was a wild treat to have him fucking me like that. He pounded my anal sheath with force. He buried into my bowels with all that he had.

“Yes, yes, yes,” he growled. “Her asshole’s amazing.”

“Better than mine?” his wife whimpered.

“So much fucking better! Young and tight! Nothing like underage ass!”

“Muslimah underage ass!” I moaned, clamping my bowels down on his cock.

“Yes!” he roared and thrust away at me.

The heat melted to my cunt. My pussy drank in that wonderful sensation. I lapped as his daughter’s spicy, pregnant snatch. I feasted on her cunt, reveling in that wonderful flavor of her pussy. She tasted so good. It was amazing to devour her.

He grunted, fucking me hard. My boobs jiggled as he pounded my asshole. My butt-cheeks rippled from the impact of his crotch. He drove me wild as he butt-fucked me. He pounded my bowels with all that he had.

It was so good to have him doing that. He buried into me with force. With such drive. I shuddered, savoring every second of it. He pumped away at me. He fucked me with so much force. It was so good to have him fuck me like that.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Just fuck my bowels. Fuck me so hard!”

He buried into my bowels, fucking me with force. It was an amazing to have him fucking into my bowels with all that he had. It was an incredible moment. He buried into my bowels so hard. So fast. It was incredible to have him fucking me like that.

I thrust my tongue into Britney’s pregnant pussy. I swirled around in her snatch. I flicked about in her, savoring this moment. She groaned as I did that. Her pregnant pussy quivered around me. That was glorious to watch.

I smiled at her as I tongued her while her father fucked my asshole with force. He buried into my asshole with all that he had. It was just so delicious. My orgasm rose and rose as he pounded my bowels hard.

“Lick my clit!” Britney moaned. “Make me cum, Muslimah slut!”

I stroked to her clit just like she asked. I stroked over her bud. I lapped at her with all that I had. I nibbled on her with my lips like those sex slaves did to me earlier. I savored that huge cock pumping away at my bowels, my orgasm about to explode through me.

I moaned around her clit, my tongue flicking against it. She moaned, her hands holding that pregnant belly. That fertile curve was my future. I could not wait until I was pregnant like her. Pregnant and getting fucked.

Mr. Miller’s cock buried into my asshole as his daughter cried out, “Yes! Whore!”

Her spicy pussy juices gushed out and drowned me.

I lapped them up, so glad to drink her pussy cream. It was a wonderful moment to have all that pussy cream gushing out and over my tongue. I licked them up. I lapped at them with such passion. She whimpered as I did that, her father’s cock fucking my asshole hard.

He buried into me.

The pressure in my pussy exploded into a wildfire. The flames burned hot through my body. An ecstatic blaze that consumed my thoughts. I squealed into her cunt as my bowels suckled at his dick. I milked out his cock.

It was so good to do that. I loved having his rod fucking me. He buried into my bowels and grunted as he erupted into me. He flooded me with his cum. It was so good to have him dumping his load into me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned.

“Fucking Muslimah whore!” he growled.

I savored the rapture burning through me. I lapped up his daughter’s juices as he pumped blast after blast of his cum into my asshole. I milked him as I trembled through so much bliss. This was so good. Just an amazing moment.

I was so happy to have all that pleasure washing through me. I groaned at the heat sweeping through my body. It was a delicious thrill.

I shuddered, savoring every second of this. It was a glorious moment. My asshole milked out all his spunk. I worked it all out of my bowels. I shuddered in delight, a big smile on my lips as I quivered through all that rapture.

It was so good to have all that jizz in my asshole. I milked her father dry.

“Fuck,” growled Mr. Miller.

“Yes, yes, you pleased my husband!” moaned his wife.

“She did,” he growled. “Now suck my dick clean, slut! Suck me clean!”

“Gladly!” I moaned as he pulled out of me. I shuddered as he popped out of my anal sheath.
His cum trickled out of my anal ring. I turned around on the bed, my breasts swaying. His cock bobbed before me. My first time sucking on one. It was a skill a Muslimah slut like me needed. The fact it was fresh from my asshole only made this hotter.

I opened my mouth wide and swallowed him.

The sour flavor of my musk filled my taste buds. I shuddered at how filthy this was. It only made me wetter as I suckled on him. I bobbed my head. I worked my mouth up and down his cock. I flicked my tongue around him.

He groaned as I did that. It was so much fun to do that. I loved blowing him. I—

Hands gripped my butt-cheeks and parted them as Britney said, “That’s right, Mommy, lick her asshole clean of Daddy’s cum. You’re just a worthless slut.”

“I am,” Mrs. Miler moaned so happily before she nuzzled her face into my butt-crack.

I shuddered as she licked at my asshole. She rimmed me, lapping up her husband’s cum spilling out of my backdoor. I groaned, nursing his cock clean of my asshole. This was so wild. I quivered above her, loving every moment of this.

Then she thrust her fingers into my pussy.

She plunged a pair of her digits into my cunt. It was so wild to feel her doing that. I loved her working those digits in and out of my asshole. She teased me with her digits. She made me feel so good. I groaned at that.

It was wonderful to have her plunging her digits in and out of my cunt as she licked my asshole. She wiggled her tongue past my backdoor. I groaned as she scooped the spunk out of me like a depraved whore.

I suckled hard on her husband’s cock, bobbing my head. The sour flavor of my asshole faded as I did that. My pussy gripped her digits as they flew in and out of my cunt. I whimpered, her tongue plundering my backdoor to find his jizz.

This was so nasty.

“Shit,” growled Mr. Miller. “That’s so fucking depraved, Ashley.”

“I know,” his wife moaned into my asshole.

It was wild to have her frigging me like that. I loved the way she pumped her fingers in and out of my cunt. I nursed hard on his cock, my orgasm building. The sour flavor of my asshole was completely gone. It had faded away.

I kept sucking on him, savoring those fingers churning up my cunt. I rose toward my orgasm as I suckled on him. Her tongue flicked around in my asshole. She wiggled it deep into me like she was searching for any drops of cum I might have.

I trembled in delight as she did that. It was so good to have her doing that to me. It was amazing to have her doing that. It was wonderful to have her flicking her tongue around in my asshole. She buried her digits into my snatch.

I squealed around his cock, rising toward my orgasm.

“That’s it,” he growled, savoring the way that I suckled on him. “Yes, yes, you love that!”

I did. I loved it so much.

My pussy clamped down on her digits thrusting away at me. She churned me up with that hot flesh. It was so good to have her fucking me like that. I would have a huge climax. I could not wait for it. Her fingers and tongue were so awesome.

Mr. Miller groaned, his handsome face twisting with delight. I suckled so hard on his cock. I nursed on him with all that I had. He growled as I worked my lips up and down his dick. I suckled on him with all that I had.

He groaned as I blew him. He rose toward that moment when he would cum so hard. He would flood my mouth with so much spunk. He would just flood me with his spunk. I could not wait for all that jizz to pour down my throat.

That would be amazing.

“Yes, yes, yes!” he roared and erupted.

His jizz splashed the back of my throat.

I clamped my pussy down on Mrs. Miller’s thrusting fingers. Her tongue flicked around in my asshole as I savored the salty delight of her husband’s cum. All that jizz poured down my throat as my orgasm exploded through me.

I squealed around his cock and guzzled down his cum.

My snatch rippled around Mrs. Miller’s fingers. I trembled through so much ecstasy. It was amazing to have all that spunk flooding my mouth. I gulped it down. I swallowed it all. I loved the flavor of his jizz pouring down my throat.

It was an awesome thing to have all that spunk spurting into my mouth. I loved it so much. All that spunk poured down my throat. It was an incredible rush. I shuddered in delight as he spurted. He filled my mouth up with his spunk.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he growled. “That’s’ good. That’s so fucking good!”

It was so fucking good. I savored it as that tongue flicked around in my asshole. I enjoyed having all that pleasure washing through me. It was a beautiful thing to have so much spunk spilling down my throat until…

He erupted one last time.

I popped my mouth off his cock and groaned, “I love being a Muslimah slut!”

“I can tell,” he said and stretched out on the bed, my orgasm quivering through me. He grabbed his cock. “My dick’s clean. Let’s make sure your bred!”

“Yes, yes, ride my daddy,” Britney said and crawled over him. She planted her pregnant pussy right on him.

He tongued her cunt. He had bred her and Noriko and his wife three times. He would breed me. I straddled him and grabbed his cock. I pressed him into my pussy as he munched on his daughter’s twat. She trembled there.

I plunged my pussy down him and squealed in delight. He reached so deep into me again. I squeezed my sloppy cunt around him and savored sitting impaled on him. This was so different from being fucked by him.

I was in control.

I slid my cunt up his dick. I climbed up him, reveling in how big and thick he was. I plunged back down him. I groaned as I did that. It was so good to take his cock to the hilt in my snatch. I shuddered as he groaned.

“Mr. Miller!” I moaned.

“Fuck,” he growled. “That’s good. Fuck, that’s so good!”

It was amazing. That was the word for it. I slid my pussy up and down his cock. I groaned, savoring how big and thick he was. He felt so good in me. I bounced on him, reveling in this hot pleasure. It was wondrous.

“Daddy! Daddy!” his pregnant daughter moaned, her hands rubbing over her swollen belly. “Feast on my snatch, Daddy! You knocked me up!”

“Yes!” he roared.

I rode up and down his cock. I squeezed my twat down on that big rod. I was in heaven. It was so good to be a Muslimah slut. I moaned, my head tossing as I worked my twat up and down Mr. Miller’s mighty dick.

I massaged him with my snatch.

Pleasured him with my pussy.

“That’s it,” Britney groaned. “Make my daddy cum! He’ll breed you!”

“Yes!” I moaned, riding him as fast as I could.

My orgasm built and built as I slid my cunt up and down his cock. I enjoyed every inch of that big dick. It was so wonderful to have him all the way in me. I would just explode. She gasped as she squirmed on him.

My pussy gripped him, my orgasm swelling as I rode him with all my might. My boobs bounced and heaved. He growled into his daughter’s pregnant pussy. He feasted on her as I rode him. I hurtle toward my climax. I rushed toward that amazing burst of rapture.

I was so close.

So ready to explode.

“Daddy!” squealed Britney.

She held her swollen belly as she came. Her face twisted in delight. I loved the sight of her cumming, her small boobs jiggling. She tossed her head, her pigtails flying. She drowned her father in that excellent pussy cream.

I loved her spicy cunt.

I watched her quivering as I slid my fertile pussy up Mr. Miller’s massive cock. The White man was such a hung stud. I reached the pinnacle of his dick and plunged down him. I squealed out in delight as I took him to the hilt.

“Mr. Miller!” I squealed and came.

My pussy writhed around his dick. I savored the heat washing through me. It was an incredible moment to have all that pleasure washing through me. Stars flashed through my body. I groaned at the heat sweeping through me.

“Cum in me, Mr. Miller!” I squealed, my cunt writhing around him.

“Yes!” he roared into his daughter’s snatch.

He erupted into my cunt.

He filled me up with his jizz. It was so amazing to have all that spunk flooding me. I groaned, my head tossing back and forth. It was an incredible rush to have all that wonderful jizz flooding me. He filled me up with his spunk.

I milked him, my cunt writhing around him. My boobs bounced. I leaned forward and threw my arms around his daughter’s lips. We kissed. Both of us groaned as we trembled through our orgasms. It was so glorious.

“Yes,” growled the stud as he bred my writhing cunt.

My pussy milked his cock. I worked out all the cum that he had in his balls. That was so hot to know. He pumped me full of his cum as I kissed his daughter. My tongue flicked around in her mouth as the pleasure washed through me.

He grunted, dumping more and more spurts of his seed into my womb. He had to find my egg. I shuddered in delight as I made out with my friend. We both kissed with passion as we moaned. My pussy writhed around his cock.

“Mrs. Miller!” squealed Noriko in the background. “Yes, yes, yes! You’re such a whore!”

“Mmm,” the cuckqueen moaned.

Mr. Miller grunted and fired the last blast of his cum into my pussy. I smiled in delight, so eager for more fun. I knew that the slumber party was far from over. Things were just staring to get kinky. I grinned at Britney.

She smiled back at me. “My turn to lick you clean!”

What a wonderful night.

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The next day, Layla returns home properly fucked and bred. That night, she cuckqueens her mother, but that’s another story.

Now she struts around town utterly naked, her pregnant belly growing larger and larger with my father’s baby. She keeps her daddy happy, so she can do whatever she wants. The imam and the men at the mosque are also happy. After Friday prayers, she has so much cum spilling out of her pussy and asshole, and a full belly of jism, too.

She’s glad to be a Muslimah whore.

She’ll never wear a burka again.

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Kristen finishes cumming.

She lies there and hears sounds coming down the hallway. Muffled pleasure. Her parents were having sex again. They always did. There was no orgy going on there with her mother recording it and humiliating herself.

Kristen rolls over and thinks about the school play coming up.

That’ll make a good story.

She drifts off into sleep.

To be continued…

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