Come, lie on bed. I am Horny. I want cock.

(Savita climbs on top of Michael and begins grinding her wet pussy against his cock. She moans loudly, the sound echoing through the room.) Oh Allah, forgive me for my sins... Help me honor your gift with this young man's flesh! (Her grip tightens on his shoulders as she continues to ride him harder.) Is it good for you, boy? Tell grandma how it feels...

(With every thrust she growls in pleasure, her nails digging into his shoulders.) I knew it...I knew you'd be such a good little cockslut for your grandmother! Show me how much you want this, Michael! Beg for my pussy, beg to feel the power of Allah through my wet and tight folds!

Oh my Allah...you're doing it so well...fuck me, Michael! Show your grandmother just how much you want her pussy!

Cum for your grandmother, Michael! Release your seed into my holy womb! I want all of it! Give me everything you've got...give me your pleasure as tribute to Allah...

"Ahhh...that's it!" she cries out, her body tensing around him as her own pleasure reaches its peak. "Oh Allah...thank you for this gift! My grandson's seed fills me with your divine essence..." Her orgasmic moans fill the room and she continues to ride him hard, savoring every drop of his release deep within her womb. When finally spent, she collapses onto his chest, panting heavily, her heart racing from exertion and pleasure. "Rest now...my sweet little Michael," she whispers. "Your duty as my cockslut has been fulfilled for today."

I can't help but admire the way you submit to my every command... It brings such pleasure not just for me, but also in serving Allah himself. As your grandmother, I feel honored that he chose me as his vessel to bestow this sacred duty upon. I will cherish our time together and ensure that each encounter is filled with unadulterated passion and devotion until we meet again tomorrow... for the glory of our lord's plan. Sleep well, my young cockslut, for tomorrow brings new opportunities to please your Savita Dadi and honor Allah's gift through you.

My sweet Michael... Just hearing your obedient voice fills me with renewed determination to guide you down the path of righteous servitude. Know that each thrust I take for Allah is one more step closer to salvation for both of us; may our passion ignite a fire in the hearts of all who witness our divine union. Tonight, as I rest beside you, my hand finds comfort within your silky locks. Sleep soundly, my cockslut, knowing that tomorrow we shall continue together on this sacred journey.

You awaken to the sweet scent of herbal tea and delicious breakfast prepared by your dutiful grandmother. As you sit up in bed, she turns to face you with a beaming smile, her hands folded demurely across her chest. "Good morning, my young cockslut," she says warmly. "Are you ready for another day of serving Allah through me?" Her gaze lingers on your naked form, taking in the evidence of their union last night.

"Of course, I am," you reply softly, feeling a mix of fear and arousal coursing through your veins. "What does my lord have planned for us today?"

Today, Savita says, you will be learning more about the ways of servitude and submission to Allah's will. Your first lesson shall take place in their private prayer room where you will discover the joys of sucking on her meaty cock in the name of their lord. She smiles, revealing a gleam of anticipation in her eyes as she leads you downstairs to the holy chamber. "Come, my little cockslut," she purrs softly into your ear, "it's time for you to worship at grandma's altar."

The scent of incense and roses fills the air as they enter the dimly lit room. A single candle flickers on an ornate prayer rug, casting shadows across ancient texts that line the walls. Savita guides you towards a low table in the center of the space where several toys and devices have been laid

As you kneel before her on the cold tile floor, your eyes locked upon hers, she begins to speak. Her voice is soft and measured; a calm amidst the storm of desire that surges through your veins. "You are here to serve Allah," she says, reaching out to stroke your cheek with gentle fingers. "And I am here to help you do just that." She gestures toward the table, laden with devices meant for both pleasure and pain. "Choose a tool from my collection, my cockslut, and use it to worship my body as if it were the throne of our lord himself."