AN ARAB MOBSTER LOOKS FOR A WIFE

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he first wife was simply exquisite; His smooth skin and firm hips made me feel like I was touching the sky. Although I swear, I wanted to stay w

wife happy, and I feel that our turn has come," th

d to his words, wondering why they had b

t at home that you shouldn't listen behind door

cheeks lit up. Leah, on the other hand, w

husband. I wasn't just born to keep the household accounts, and I won't ac

at any of them, especially after I'd had the most intense org

laws of our community work," I lied. However, as soon as I consult you, I wil

ch other and gave me a

ng. I don't understand how they even crowned her." Leah walked up to me, gently sliding a finger down my cheek. While I, sir, assure y

t about "the healthiest children" did not please me at all. Everyone in the co

sharp gesture and looked

or now. When the family needs to grow, I'll l

complacent, fell to her knees at my

nd obedient wife. Leah was the one who prompted me to listen behind the door, sir, and also who con

ouched down to Osiris's level, and she closed her eyes, waiting for me to hit her. But I would never lay a

nd gently and

use you take care of me. But each one must make her own decisions, not be influenced by the others." My gaze

arms, looking

usband? Or should I ask permission from

's go to m

the kitchen, while I made my way to t

's wrong?" I asked a

my neck, down my chest, "but I want you to satiate this beast in me." I have heard how she made her first wife groan, and forgive me, but I ha

ached, but she boldly p

e third wife, and I can be with you even after you have been with the others. I want yo

e was to conceive my chief heir, and I was not interested in falling into temptation with another of

fe, and I have a lot of work. Our time will come," I s

look of love she had given me minut

s. I can complain to the community because you don't want to prolong our existence. And I remind you that, wh

o the hell would think of punishing a man for not wantin

rium of impossible love for the woman of America, the mother of my daughter and the true owner of

same: her situation had not changed. It seemed that it was time to

office opened, and the living memory

ad

l daughter,

moment, Raphael, as imposing as ever, entered the office. Alya opened her

his mob gifts for my daughter, but I nodded s

hank Uncle

small table to draw. Meanwhile, Raphael walked over, his hands in his po

, Salam

aleikum

and began to wiggle his finger

. I imagine that his A

ng sure that Alya, with her headphon

s crazy and stuff? " He asked sar

sick and can't t

t, by now, your wives should have had more children. It's

, my dear brother.

us laugh, and I motioned f

t enviable function of the family: fertilization. I

ness for you. However, I continue to work, as always, and money is neve

years old. Time is passing and I will not have children. Besi

him, complet

all, but because he knew how wild he could be. My brother had not gotten a wife not b

iage with Sathara, your first wife. She disgusts me, she's not pure,

s. "Alya is here. And by the way, don't bring

ntil your queens are over 25 to fuck them and fuck that nice and tight pussy. You decide, I ca

nger, and wanted to hit him, but at that moment, my da

I caressed Raphael's suit, while

in mind too, that the provider of

ly did I hate customs, but also those men who did not respect a woman, and although I was not an example because I agreed to marry three women, I was g

asted her nectar, her body and al