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Evelyn shuddered at the powerful and brutal blows that the swollen, overwhelmed organ rushed to her most intimate place. In order to push the weapon of torture out of herself, the girl wriggled with her whole body, beat her legs against the ground, strained her stomach. But the more she resisted, the more her nipples rubbed on the thalla's chest, the stronger her hips pressed against his legs, the more indomitable the male's passion became. The movements of his tongue in the mouth of Evelyn, prostrate on the ground, followed the same rhythm with the ramming blows. It seemed to Evelyn that with each push the member tearing her penetrates deeper and deeper, more and more is done ... Abulscher's hands lay on Evelyn’s breasts, massaging them without stopping, then one hand moved to the stomach, found a thicket in the groin and grabbed several hairs . Now every movement of a member deep into was accompanied by a jerk of his hand, pulling out a golden strand. The other hand climbed under the buttocks, pinched them, like a claw, to push her body towards an organ that cracked down on the remnants of virginity ... But this thalus was not enough, every jerk he began to complement with the bites of Evelyn's tongue clamped between his teeth. She felt the salty taste of blood ... Abulscher's movements accelerated, he breathed heavily ... Suddenly his body tightened for the last time and instantly went limp ... At that moment, Evelyn felt that some kind of dam had broken through, and a stream poured into her - endless, like the Milky Way in the night sky, he squirted into it a myriad of sparkling stars ... CHAPTER TWO
It was only seven in the morning, and the sun was shining high in the sky. But the garden had just begun to warm up with its rays, it was still filled with freshness. And tall, sprawling trees, and squat bushes, and a cup of flowers that opened after a night of sleep, seemed to be in a hurry to breathe in the morning air, in order to dive into the midday tropical heat. The air was completely transparent, the distant peaks of the Hindu Kush were clearly visible on the horizon, and pink glares lay on their snow caps, as always in the morning.
Evelyn looked out the window of her room. The morning garden seemed to her richly embroidered with a carpet because of the immaculate shape of its flower beds and the harmonious combination of colors. A shudder ran through her body - everything that happened yesterday flashed through her mind ... My head was spinning, I had to lie down again.
There was a knock at the door, Faiz came in, who said that Abulscher was waiting for her with saddled horses. Evelyn's heart ached with anxiety ... Why did he come? After all, she did not ask to cook horses for today. Yesterday in the forest she lay on the ground for a long time, sobbing from time to time. Abulscher left, but soon returned with some old cloak. He raised the girl, threw a raincoat over his shoulders, led him to the horse ... And what happened then, how they drove to the house, how she met her parents, how she sat with them at dinner - almost all of Evelyn did not leave any trace in her memory . Now there was no strength to remember ... She was so overwhelmed that she did not want to open her eyes.
Yes, but he came. Need to do something. Evelyn sat up in bed, her arms wrapped around her knees. Nothing, let him wait until she gathers her strength. Evelyn got up and walked around the room. Her excitement increased. How does she meet him? What to say? And in general, what should she do? Do I need to tell all the parents?
Evelyn sat down again. And she began to think about this mysterious man. She recalled the mysterious green eyes, long elegant fingers, a thin line of the mouth ... Gradually, a ripe solution.After hesitating for another second, she shook her head - “as the dog does, coming out of the water, and zashagala to the exit. Meet him ...
She immediately saw him from afar. He sat by the gate in a red brick fence. The reins of the two horses rested in his palms. He was wearing a military uniform, on his head - a traditional turban. He quickly got up and respectfully greeted him.
- - Salam, Miss Sahib. Did you sleep well?
Was there a hidden grin or irony in this greeting? No, perhaps not. Evelyn answered only with a look. Silently, she let Abulscher help her climb a horse. And they set off, as before, she drove ahead, he was a little off.
They drove in silence for a long time, leaving fields of yellow wheat and green corn left and right. Several times to meet them came across the peasants, slowly moving on carts drawn by buffaloes. A faint smile fell on their thin, haggard faces. Got them to meet and a platoon of soldiers-sipah, returning from exercises. Horses from time to time raised their heads and sniffed contemptuously at the sight of beggarly carts. When they met a caravan of camels, they slowed down to give way to the majestic animals.
Evelyn thought she was grateful to Abulscher for his silence. She released the reins, allowing Vulcan to go where he pleases. The peace of trees rested during the night was condescending to her, it became easy and even a bit of fun to her soul.
Immersed in thought, Evelyn did not notice that the sunlight had faded, now thick crowns of trees obscured him. Without any command, the horses turned off the road, as if they wanted privacy. Evelyn was about to pull the reins to return to the busy highway, but changed her mind ...
They moved along a barely perceptible path, gradually rising uphill. There were fewer trees on the way, but reddish-brown rocks appeared. Where the rocks were subjected to the ravages of the wind, they turned into picturesque ruins. Among them were miraculous stone statues, in some human figures could be guessed. Evelyn thought that at night these figures looked like monuments in a rich cemetery.
Soon the bizarre rocks disappeared, the trail was lost in the thick grass. They drove into the valley, surrounded on all sides by a chain of low mountains. There were no signs that people were living nearby.
An inner voice whispered to Evelyn, that it was necessary to go further, that it was impossible to stop. But suddenly her waist was wrapped around a strong arm. It seemed to her that all her body penetrated the invisible rays emanating from the person approaching her. And then she realized that to remain in the flow of these rays will henceforth be the meaning of her life ...
Abulscher easily picked up the girl and transplanted to his horse. Now, Evelyn was sitting on the front bow of his saddle, face to face with a thali man. Nimble, thin fingers slid to the buttons of her jacket. She did not dare to resist ... He unbuttoned his jacket, then his blouse, in order to free the girl's breasts ...
The breasts burst from the dungeon that hid them, like two white doves released from the cage. Abulscher tilted his head to one of them, raised his chest with his hand, as if weighing it, and took a soft pale pink nipple in his mouth. His tongue made several circles, and the tip of the chest immediately reacted, began to harden, giving out a nascent desire ... Evelyn closed her eyes and, leaning back, put her chest under the caressing touch of the hands, the fingers of which then slowly drove along the slightly blued veins on the elastic slopes, the swollen buds of the nipples rotated, taking the form of elongated crimson berries. Evelyn groaned at the pleasure that filled her. Somewhere in the lumbar region, a shiver appeared, as if the strings, which excited nerve plexuses, stretched and hesitated ... In order to drown the intoxicating arousal, one had to try to jump off the horse, but the only thing he managed to do was to move his hips.At this time, Abulscher's hand reached out to the edge of a long skirt and raised it high above the knees. Thalian’s gaze settled on the pink silk of the pants.
- - Why do you, European women, wear it here?
Strange, but the words sounded reassured Evelyn, drove fear and uncertainty. Moreover, now she felt affection for this ... Read more →