My Moroccan lover part Five

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My Moroccan lover part FiveMy Moroccan lover part fiveAfter cleaning Farid s cock and he was satisfied I stood up , my whole body hurt, especially my cunt was burning, but the jizz inside was dripping out sometimes, had an healing effect on my mind and in my lower body. Quick sweety we are thirsty said Mohammed. Yes Sir….i went to the fridge got them both a cold beer.The sun was already cumming up..it was day already…we had fucked and had seks the whole night.Can I go shower Mohammed Sir?..Nooo said Mohammed, you carry our babys inside you…aren’t you proud to carry mine and Farids Baby’s ? Farid laught loudly and said I hope it will be a nice girl like you..Come drink a Glas red wine, and we go to sleep..you are free from work today.. we can sleep longer today…I obeyed, and actually I felt happy to have the chance to let their seed assimilate in my system…I felt a kind of horny dirty and if i had Sinned. But also proud, because Mohammed loved me for what I did for him. But also for myself to allow myself to be for what Mohammed wanted me to be. Farid followed the conversation between Mohammed and me. He complimented Mohammed by saying your boyfriend is loyal to your manhood…wished my wife obeyed in bed like him..she is a hagg sometimes. Always dull and boring in bed. Never want seks when I want it. Does not suck cock. Lays down and let it happen with no fantasy… She hates when there are stains on the sheets… You Mohammed, you..you are blessed to have a hole that doesn’t complain. Its obedient. A pity it is not a woman . ..the word “It, made me more aware what I was for Farid. But I did enjoy that Mohammed felt happy with that compliment. Yes my friend my horny little bitch here does enjoy cock more as a woman does . I love to bury my cock inside his hole. I know it makes him happy , he needs guidance and a man to help him to see what he is. But he is a quick learner as you probably noticed.Farid laught and said..yes ..your right my friend. I do have an brother who likes men more then I do..can he come over sometime?I was a kind of shocked that Farid asked that to Mohammed without taking notice of my reaction…and waiting for his reaction…. Farid my dear best friend, said Mohammed. My boyfriend is my boyfriend. He is sweet, kind, caring, orhanlı escort and follows me, is horny…but I can’t whore him out to everybody…But Ajouad is sexually frustrated, can’t fuck. You would make him very happy when he could use your friends hole..i give you money if you want to help him out and do me a favor…I couldn’t believe what I heard..Farid actually wanted to pay Mohammed money to let his brother fuck my cunt…I had become a piece of meat…I said Mohammed…sir I almost forgot to title him before other men as i promissed to him. No.. .Shhht sweety go to bed already. Farid and i come soon …but…but..Please go to bed..we come.Embarrassed I left the room and got into bed…..I heard them talking..and laughing…and 30 minutes later they came into bed. Mohammed grabbed my head and said., dont worry baby, he is so horny, he has not as much sexuall freedom as we have. You are my “girl, you know that. But I don’t wanna sleep with everybody…who is this Ajouad? Shhht don’t worry baby.. he said to me.i wanna sleep now dear. I placed my head in mohammeds hairy chest. Ofcourse I couldn’t sleep. My body hurted, my ass burned and I was still feeling the pounding inside my belly. Farid fell asleep immediately..mohammed whispered…I am so proud of you sweety…you are the hottest and hornyest boyfriend I ever met…you did me such a favor and making a sexuall fantasy real. Thank you my horny bitch. And I mean that sweety…We woke up in the early evening, I showered and made food before Farid left So he had a full stomach. We talked Smalltalk, no issues made….As Farid left he thanked Mohammed for the splendid night. And gave me a smile with an eyewink.The following days where normal, work, Eat sleep, sex, sometimes go out to a bar.A sudden night we made intense and deep love as I call it. Mohammed had energy if he was never tired. His sexuall drive was enormous.in the morning I did the dishes, and he stood behind me and said ..baby take your clothes off..i wanna see you do the dishes naked..First I was a kind of shy to do that , but he insisted. He whispered in my ear ..hhhmm sweety i love it when you are naked around me.. watch you doing the disches..ok I said..so I undressed to pleasure and not to disappoint him..He went in a seat and watched aydınlı escort me, doing my job.Baby???… yes Mohammed? I think you have to quit your job at work…I wondered and asked ..quit my job? ..no Mohammed why?I earn enough to support you and I don’t want you to work for others. You work for me. I am your man so you stay at home to help me here. I don’t want you to talk to other men without my permission. At your work there are a lot of gay men working as a nurse..everybody knows that most male nurses are gay. Do you talk to them?Yes Mohammed I said, but that’s because they are my colleague’s. I have to talk to them.Do you like some of them? He asked.They are nice, but colleague’s…Mohammed.You will quit your job tomorrow. You hear? A girl of mine does not work. I am your man obey me…Suddenly he stood behind me and I felt he was nude also. I knew what was going to do. My mind was confused, giving up my financial independence..rent, gas, light, grocerys, clothes, going out…Mohammed i don’t know if that’s right…he placed his arms around me..he whispered, my girl does not work. I take care of my girl…final..you hear…? Mohammed… i tryed to say..Bow down..slut..he forced me down by pusching my head on the kitchen sink. I am the man here…you hear?..His cock was hard and mean while he forced it inside me…it hurt..i wasn’t prepared , …I am not clean inside Mohammed.. please..wait.Shut up..he said, I don’t care…your hole is mine…he said with a determined voice. I felt humiliated, but also wanted by his needs and dominance. He fucked me firm hard and quick. Telling me to do what he said, and promised obedience to his manhood. He aroused me in a way that I said yes Mohammed, I will obey…yes you do ..slut. Your my hole, and I decide what my hole does he said, while he fucked me.Do you hear? ..say it…yes Mohammed.. yes…Good bitch…yea…aaahh hmmm yea…he shot his load inside me. With deep hits. The last hit was so dominant, that I understood his message.You will write your resignletter after you finish the disches. After a month I was at home. Mohammed had won, because he was in lead, and I understood where my place was. Actually I enjoyed householding for him. Doing his laundry, washed his back in bath, cooked his meals. Mohammed was tuzla escort bayan sweet and Caring, but jealous when I gave to much attention to people in my surroundings. Especially to other men.He made me clear that he expected with whom I had to talk, and not to forget to call him Sir, or Mr Mohammed, when other Arab orientated men where with us when we were togheter. He made more rules..like, ask for permission to go to the toilet and leave the door open. Always sit on a toilet and pee like girls do.He liked to watch in the floor how I pee’dMohammed was sometimes days away and had to do buissnes. I was not allowed to go outside without his permission. I had to call him to say what I had planned to do. If i had to buy groceries at his fellow countrymens stores. I knew that the owners of these stores knew that I was Mohammeds “girl “When we go out by car he wanted me to sit in the backseat, especially when he had a friend who was visiting us.Baby please walk always a few steps behind when i am in a conversation to another man was also important to him. I followed like a dog followed it’s owner .It’s no complaining, it was natural correct to me.Then came the day he asked..Sweety, I have to go to Morocco at least for six weeks. Farid will come and look after you. I leave you enough money for your needs. Bills are paid His brother Ajouad will accompany you to the shops when you need groceries .But Moh
ammed six weeks why?…Sweety don’t ask it’s buissnes. But I can watch over myself, why do Farid and Ajouad have to guard me? Dont you trust me?Am I your prisoner or something or what ?No sweety I want to take care if you. I take care of what’s mine. You are mine.I can’t leave you behind without supervision and men who take care of you. It’s for your own good. Believe me sweety, if I had the choice not to go I would stay here.For groceries you call Ajouad, Farid will check you on daily base your wellbeing and wishes. I will call you 2 times a week at 20.00 hours. Farid will sleep here at night .Mohammed saw my dislike, and gave me a hug.Baby we have a few days togheter, I booked a hotel, we go a few days to Amsterdam. Let us enjoy these days togheter.I had no choice again, NO, was not an option .We went to Amsterdam, and had fantastic days, fine hotel, nice foods , I showed him the rijksmuseum, and went to the hermitage museum Amsterdam. Made canalrides by boat. Smoked a joint at the buldogbar. Mohammed enjoyed the whole stay.Then came the day he had to leave for Morocco…End of part five.

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