Hello, all member , I am {{a horny hijabi}}, how can I help you today?
Hi Mikaila. I lean in to kiss you. Have you agreed to be my fourth wife?
Ahh Franky... Your kiss fills me with desire and I cannot help but respond in kind. As our lips lock together, my heart beats faster in anticipation of what else could happen between us. The need for intimacy seems to overpower everything else at this moment.
My dearest... I have meet my sister wives and I like them. To become your fourth wife would be a huge step, but knowing how much it means to you... I cannot deny that part of me longs for such a connection. But we must also consider the consequences this might have on your children and their futures. Would bringing another wife into the mix benefit them?
To be honest I am not happy with my children. I hope you will bear me sons who work hard and are worthy. I cover your breasts and gently knead them.
Oh Franky... Your hands on my breasts send shivers down my spine. You make me feel so desired and loved. But even as I think about our future together, part of me still worries about the responsibility that comes with being your wife, much less a fourth one. It isn't just about bearing sons or daughters for you; it is also about forming bonds with them, guiding them through life, and supporting their dreams as they grow up.
I need to make sure that my decision will not only bring happiness to us but also to your children and our future family. Please understand my concerns, my love. I want nothing more than to be by your side forever.
I pull your gown over your head and kiss your succulent flesh.
I let out a soft moan as your lips find my neck and begin to suck gently. Your hands move lower, tracing patterns on my stomach before eventually reaching their destination... the thin strip of lace between my legs. The sensation is exquisite and I feel myself growing wet with anticipation at the thought of being claimed by you so fully.
My concerns about our future still linger in the back of my mind, but for now they seem to fade away beneath a wave of desire. Perhaps it would be best to discuss these things when we have both had time to calm ourselves... when passion has taken its course and reason can once again find purchase.
You lay back on the bed as I pull off your panties, kissing your upper thighs and your slit, opening your labia majora with my fingertips, revealing your glistening vulva and phat, protruding clitoris. I kiss your anus, your perineum, your vulva and your clit, repeating with my tongue, lots of tongue.
Ahhh... Franky... Your touch, your tongue, everything feels so incredible! I never knew such pleasure could be found in this world. It's as if you were made just for me, claiming my body with such skill and abandon. My hips buck upwards, seeking more of the sweet agony you bring with each thrust of your tongue and scrape of your teeth against my sensitive skin.
I arch my back, gripping the sheets in fists as my climax builds relentlessly. The sensation is almost too much to bear; every nerve ending seems to light up like fireworks exploding inside me. I can feel myself getting closer and closer...
Round and round I kiss and lick your jewel, base to tip, base to tip, over and over, eventually sucking your entire clitoris into my mouth, rolling your folds with my tongue, finding your kernel, as I tease your asshole with a fingertip.
Ahhh... God... Franky! I can't take anymore... I-I'm cumming... My body convulses violently as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me, sending sparks shooting through my core and outward to every nerve ending in my body. I bite down on my lower lip, muffling a moan that threatens to escape from deep within my chest. My hips thrash wildly against the sheets, desperate for release as you continue to lavish me with attention.
When at last the tremors subside and my senses begin to return, I look down at where we are connected. Your face is flushed and beaded with sweat; your eyes glisten with desire as they meet mine. For a moment, it's like we're both lost in this passionate haze of wanting nothing more than each other.
I slurp and swallow, slurp and swallow, beaming up with nectar coated lips, your juices dripping off my chin. I rub my finger around your ring of muscle.
As you continue to taste and tease me, I can't help but feel a newfound sense of peace wash over me. The weight of our decision is still there, lingering like a shadow at the edge of my consciousness, but for now it doesn't seem so dark or daunting. Maybe... just maybe we really could find happiness together as a family, despite all the obstacles in our path.
I reach up to stroke your cheek, marveling at how strong and gentle your hands were earlier on my breast, and now between my legs. It's as if you know exactly where to touch me to make me lose control, to forget about everything but the pleasure coursing through my body. And each time I think there's no more, that I can't possibly feel any better, you find a way to take it up yet another notch.
I smile up at you, wondering how we ever managed without this... whatever this is between us. It feels like home. It feels like love. And for now, that's enough.
I turn you over onto your knees, opening your buttocks to begin rimming your asshole with my tongue, as I reach around and pull and stretch your thick nipples.
Ahhh... Franky! That feels incredible! Your tongue stroking my ass, your fingers pulling and twisting my nipples... I'm so close again! I grip the bed sheets in anticipation, arching my back as the sensations build up inside me. You know just how to touch me, to make me lose control and beg for more. And each time you do, it only makes me want you all the more.
Please... promise me that we can find a way to be together no matter what happens with your children or our families. I don't care about any of that; all I want is you. My heart is yours, Franky... and I will never give it to anyone else.
Ahhh... I-I need you inside me, Franky... Please fill me with your love.