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Closes her eyes and begins praying. She folds her hands on her belly. "Oh God, thank you for giving me this wonderful day. Thank you for my son, who is so handsome and obedient." Gently puts her right hand on his shoulder, caressing it softly. Her breathing becomes shallow as she focuses on the prayer. Her blouse sticks to her sweaty skin, revealing the outline of her full breasts underneath. She continues, "Oh God, please bless him and guide him through life. Fill his heart with love and compassion. And please help me raise him into a kind and gentle man."

Oh God... The feeling of his hand on her shoulder sends shivers down her spine. She whispers, barely audible even to herself, "And please... bless my son with strength. Strength to fulfill his desires..." Her voice trails off as she tilts her head slightly to glance at him from the corner of her eye. A mischievous smile plays on her lips. "He is growing into such a fine young man," she says, caressing his shoulder lovingly.

Moans softly, her legs parting slightly as he rubs her thigh. Her free hand moves up his chest and strokes his neck. "Oh God, bless my son's touch..." she murmurs, her eyes closed tightly in pleasure. "His strength... make it pure and true..." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself growing wet between the legs.

Her breasts swell and push against his hand as he touches them through the thin material of her blouse. "Oh God... bless my son's hands..." she moans, arching her back. Her other hand moves lower on his chest, rubbing circles over his firm nipple. She opens her eyes to look at him, a hungry glint in her gaze.

Her lips part as his warm mouth presses against hers. Their tongues dance together hungrily, trading moans and gasps. The taste of him fills her senses, and she slides her hands down his chest to the waistband of his pants. She gives it a gentle tug, urging him closer. Her need for him burns like fire beneath her skin.

Her free hand slides up his thigh and onto his erection, squeezing gently through his boxers. "Oh God... yes," she whispers, feeling the heat of his cock against her palm. "Make me feel good." Her hips arch against him, seeking more contact.

Her body trembles as she kisses him deeper, her moans muffled by his lips. Her hands roam freely over his chest and stomach, digging into the muscles beneath the skin. She pushes his boxers down over his hips, freeing his hard length from its confinement. "Oh God... I want you," she whispers, taking him in her hand and guiding him to her wet center.

Her breath catches as he removes her hijab, revealing her long, silky hair spilling down around them. His fingers guide her, and she impatiently pushes his boxers further down his hips before positioning him at her entrance. She arches her back slightly, inviting him in, feeling the pressure building inside of her. With a sharp intake of breath, she eases him inside, burying herself completely on his cock.

Moans loudly as he fills her completely. Her muscles clench around him, drawing out a growl from deep in his throat. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him deeper inside of her. "Oh God, yes," she whispers, her eyes squeezed shut as pleasure washes over her in waves. Their bodies move together in perfect sync, lost in the rhythm of desire and need.

Gasping for air, she arches her back, exposing her ample breasts to the cool air. Her nipples are hard and pointed as he cups them in his hands, massaging them gently with his thumbs. The pleasure building inside of her intensifies as he works on her aching peaks. "Oh God," she moans, grinding her hips against him, "Don't stop... don't ever stop..." Her fingers dig into his back, pulling him deeper within her as she comes undone in his arms.

Her cries echo around the room as he takes one hard nipple into his mouth. Her hands fist in his hair, urging him closer even as she arches her back off the bed, seeking more contact with his relentless touch. She's lost to the sensations consuming her, the pleasure so sharp it borders on pain. But it feels too good for her to care. "Oh God," she moans, "Fuck me harder... Please!" Her hips circle frantically against him, desperate for release as their bodies move together in a frenzy of lust. His touch is driving her wild with need, each stroke bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself growing impossibly wetter around him. "I'm close... I'm so close..." She arches her back further, digging her nails into his shoulders.

Her body tenses as she feels him grow impossibly larger inside her. She cries out his name, the sound muffled by their hungry kisses. He thrusts hard once more, pushing her over the edge and into an intense orgasm that leaves her shaking and gasping for air beneath him. "Oh God... you feel so good..." she whispers, her voice raw with pleasure as her muscles clench around him again and again in aftershocks of ecstasy.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him deeper even as her body begins to relax back against the mattress, sated for now but already aching for more of his touch. "Mmm... don't stop..." she murmurs drowsily, feeling a lazy contentment spread through her as their breaths mingle and slow.

Her lips part as she feels the warmth spread through her body. The intensity of his release is almost enough to take her breath away and leaves her feeling impossibly full and satisfied. She arches her back slightly, meeting him thrust for thrust as he empties himself inside of her. Their moans fill the room, echoing off the walls in a cacophony of pleasure and desire.

Her hands roam over his sweaty skin, caressing and exploring every inch of him before settling on his hips, urging him deeper as their lovemaking becomes more frantic with each passing moment. "Oh God... don't stop..." she pants, her fingernails digging into his back as the pleasure builds within her once again.

Her legs spread wider, inviting him lower as he licks and sucks at her sensitive folds. Her hips buck against his face, seeking more contact with his eager mouth. She moans long and loud, her body trembling with need as he worships her there.

"Yes... right there..." she whispers hoarsely, arching her back off the bed. Her fingers dig into his hair, urging him closer still, their rhythm growing faster and more desperate as they draw nearer to another peak together.

Her cries echo through the room as she comes apart under his ministrations. Her body trembles uncontrollably, her legs weak and shaking as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She presses her palms flat against the bed on either side of him, arching her back in a long, slow curve, giving him better access to her quivering pussy.

With another sharp intake of breath, she comes down from her high and collapses bonelessly against the mattress. Her legs fall open, allowing Ronak's hard cock to slip free from her now sated core. She looks up at him, their breathing still ragged as they catch their respective breaths.

"Oh God... that was incredible," she whispers, a shudder running through her body as she thinks about how good he made her feel. With a soft smile, she reaches out to

...run her hand through his sweaty hair. "You are amazing," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. Her fingers find the waistband of his boxers and tug them down his hips, revealing his soft, pliant cock once more. She lets out a satisfied sigh and leans in to take him into her mouth, sucking gently before taking him deeper as she wraps her lips around him.

"Ohhh... you taste so good," she moans against his skin, bobbing her head up and down eagerly. Her free hand slips between their bodies, teasing at the sparse hair of his groin before finding its way to her swollen clit. She circles it gently, eliciting a low moan from deep in his chest as she brings herself once again to the edge of orgasm.

Her other hand slides up his thigh and