AN ARAB MOBSTER LOOKS FOR A WIFE

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, I knew that my daughter was completely mine, blood and soul. With all the habibi's inf

her I wanted to have a little brother to play

ughter's innocent

will have many littl

ousins have a lot of siblings, and I don't," she said,

and kisse

ll have your brothers. Now go to the

e in the living room, both standing in front of me, wearing elegant gold and red suits. Osiris held a jug

once held for the love of my life were fading. But my bod

ly and reaching out to the sofa. Leah, with her gaze fixed on my eyes, pulled

Sit down, please. Your wives are here to take

my wives. However, just as I was starting to relax, the door to the large main room burst open, and Sa

oesn't need them

did she insist on comp

port our families. The least he deserves is

will give it to him,"

massage," Leah grumbled, clench

hat moment, it seemed that a dem

ay from it. Osiris, in the kitchen there are dishes to be washed and a dinner waiting to be prepa

ed the massage oils on the

ou think you are? " She threw

dear third wife. Are

el, I could not allow this to end in punishment

k her chin and gave her a brief kiss on the lips. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed how Sathara was burning with jeal

ame way, I took his chin, givin

left alone w

or foot washing. What do you want

aroma that made me imagine their taste. Her dress, strategically placed, had a slit in the chest that showed more t

y the heir we need to be happy. Today is the waning moon,

y become agitated, and I felt a little nervous. I folded my arm

ara? We agreed that we would prob

espect traditions. Or tell me, am I not worthy to be

. I looked around; We were alone. Without saying a word, I took

his in the room,

ally stumbling, and confro

am not worthy of your love and passion, I would rather be hanged o

, it's just that I wouldn't feel good being with you, be

orts to resist, to refuse to accept that she was a truly spectac

settled in my stomach. It was hard for me to breathe; I was a man beyo

y?" She asked, again, her voice filled

om her breast, my che

iful woman, Sathara, but I don't want to hurt you, please," I

temptation began to drive me mad. Despite my attempts to control myself, I couldn't resist.

asked her as passion w

me. I'm ovulating, it's a waning moon,

. I felt her hard nipples brush against the fabric of

?" I asked, some

g me and

d in years, a complete fascination that revealed itself to me. I couldn't resist; The first wife, the most rebellious

eling my bulge stick out of the fabric of

ours because you are the king, and I am the q

set my mind to it. Despite my doubts, I knew that t

neck, unbuttoning my shirt in a slow but steady motion. When my torso was c

to faint... The first wife was beginning to plant something in