Horny Horns 4 My Wife Worship Cocks: Horny Horns, #4

By A.A. Andrews

she is lost with her thoughts and concerns, she worship that long big solid tool, her nerves are tense and her heart is between her feet, confused. She is wounded, her pride is wounded, her dignity is wounded, she is threatened with scandal. All night long she is thinking of a way to protect herself from her weakness and sin, from her rival. She saw the doorman coming out of her apartment. She would expose her secret and the news would spread among the residents of the building.. even if her husband support her special worshipness.

• Language: English
• Publisher: A.A. Andrews
• Release date: May 17, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224911929

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Part eleven

Magda is lost with her thoughts and concerns, her nerves are tense and her heart is between her feet, confused. She is wounded, her pride is wounded, her dignity is wounded, she is threatened with scandal. All night long she is thinking of a way to protect herself from her weakness and sin, from her rival. She saw the doorman coming out of her apartment. She would expose her secret and the news would spread among the residents of the building. .

They will despise her and make fun of her, her husband and children will despise her, even Wajih Al-Beyh will despise her. Shawqi will accuse her of adultery to save his face. Shawqi will accept Wajih Al-Beyh’s sexual intercourse with her. . He accepts her kisses from Michael, but he does not accept her kisses from the doorman. The doorman kisses her is humiliating. She confesses in her conscience that she made a mistake. . Her sin is great, she has gone mad. . What a woman of her age did could only be madness. She was led by her whims and desires. She will not rest or sleep until she knows what happened between Mona and Qenawi. She waited for Qenawi to come in the morning, as usual, to ask her about her requests from the market, but he did not come, all the time. She runs between the window and the apartment door in wide, quick steps, as if she were jumping. . Confused steps. .

She was afraid. . Not only is she afraid, there is a lot of modesty in her steps. She opens the window and looks at the road, but does not find Qenawi. She goes back to the door and looks through the magic eye, but does not see Qenawi. Time passes, and from her extreme eagerness, sweat begins to pour on her forehead. She finds no one in front of her but Sharif. She sneaks in. His room, Sherif was in his bed watching television. He jumped up and looked at his mother in astonishment. She was confused and sweat was dripping from her forehead. Her hair was messed up and her bulging breasts were almost jumping out of her dress. I felt like there was something dangerous, she said, her voice trembling.

- Go to call Qenawi quickly, I want him.

He said still in amazement:

- What's wrong with him?

She said in different tone:

- Get down quickly and call him.

He jumped out of bed and quickly went outside. She stood looking at him behind the apartment door, awaiting his return, anxiously awaiting his return. Time passed slowly. She almost opened the apartment door, had she not heard the doorbell ringing. Sherif returned alone. She told him, saying in a troubled voice.

- Where is Qenawi?

He shrugged his shoulders and said:

- not available.

She said in different tone:

- I didn't know where he went. . I didn't ask his wife.

Two days passed and the scandal did not happen. Magda was reassured, but she was anxious to know what had happened between Mona and Qenawi. She waited for Qenawi to come to her as usual every morning to ask about her requests from the market, but he did not come. She had no choice but to go down to meet him, after the children had gone to their schools and her husband had gone to work. She put on her clothes and deliberately not to be sexy. She put the veil back over her hair.

The veil was a cover for her to hide behind. At the entrance to the building, she stood confused and confused, her eyes looking towards Qenawi’s room, a narrow, damp room in the building’s basement.

She glimpsed him emerging from the door, and gave her a hard look that covered her from her head to her feet, as if she were You see her for the first time, Hania of a twenty-year-old family, a poor, poor peasant woman, carrying a small child on her shoulders. There are no feminine features on her face or body. She and Hania cannot be on the same page. She is not Haniya.

She is weak in lineage and pedigree. I rewarded her. Her lips. Poverty, ignorance, and even ugliness did not deprive Bahia of pleasure. With her was a man whom the most beautiful of women, the wealthiest and most prestigious women would desire. She approached her and approached closer and whispered to her.

- Where is Qenawi?

Haniyeh said without looking at her and without caring:

- I don't know if the market will bring the woman's orders from me.

From me, she is the woman of all, the one who orders and prohibits, the daughter of the building owner. Magda came out of the building’s door, spiteful and angry. She walked on the road without a goal or purpose. She was unable to reach Qenawi, as if the ground opened and swallowed him.

She felt disappointed.

She returned to her house. She entered, closed the door, and threw the shoe off her foot. She walked barefoot to her room and sat on the edge of the bed. Then she got up after a while and opened the window. In an uncontrollable movement, she looked at the neighbors’ window. Her eyes fell on Siham. They exchanged greetings. She stood looking at the road, hoping she might find me. Qenawi saw Wajih Al-Bayeh. It was not his usual time to leave. She did not take her eyes off him until he disappeared. She still does not know why he moved away from her and she stayed away from him. Wajih was her first love. Wajih was the first man to fuck her other than her husband.

He lived in her imagination and conscience for many days. She had no There is no doubt that Mona had a big role in keeping him away from her. She defeated her and won again. She distanced her from Qenawi. Wajih Al-Bey was finished with her life, her heart, and her imagination.

It was an illusion and it was just an illusion. She closed the window and began to change her clothes. She heard the doorbell ringing. Her secrets were released. She was overcome with joy. Qenawi rang the doorbell in a certain way. She knew it and had memorized it. She was confused, her cheeks burned, and she was filled with fear. She stopped taking off her clothes and ran to the door. She looked through the magic eye. It was Qenawi. She opened the door. . She received him with a big smile, before she said a word. Qenawi said, his eyes fixing on her face.

- I want something from the market, everyone.

She said eagerly:

- Come in, I want you.

He knocked and said:

- Madam Mona told me not to bring you anything from the market.

Magda said, Indeed.

- I told you to come in.

She closed the door, looked at him carefully, sighed and said:

- Mona told you that.

He shook his head and blurted out:

- When did she tell you this?

He raised his eyes and looked at her for a long time, as if he wanted to fill his eyes with her, and said in a low voice:

- When she saw me coming down from your place, she asked me what I was doing, so I had to tell her the money I had dropped in the market. . I came to borrow money from six of me to get the orders.

She drank and clung to his neck as if she was afraid that he would lose her, she said in a soft voice that exuded perverted desire and lust.

- Forget about me and don't listen to her words.

He lifted her arms from his neck and said:

- I answer the woman’s requests, and then she makes me laugh.

He extended his hand to the handle of the door and they were opening it. She placed her hand on top of his and turned to him and said to him.

- If you leave, I will never know you again.

He held her hand and kissed her. Her feelings were released. She threw her body into his lap and looked at him. She looked at him and felt that she was not satisfied with him yet. She said in a soft voice.

- It took me away and made me want to sleep.

He smiled and carried her in his arms and said quietly:

- It breaks from me. . She can hits her head against the wall.

He threw her on the bed while they were taking off his clothes. She stopped him and said:

- I took off my clothes first, and then I will take off your clothes.

He began to strip her of her clothes, piece by piece, before each part of her body that he removed her dress from, before her shoulders. . He lifted the bra from her breasts, felt them and kissed them. He took off her trousers and pulled them from between her feet, leaving only the panties. . She said affectionately:

- No, I'm sorry.

He laughed a goofy laugh and told her:

- He who is divorced from his neighbour will not have any children from her.

She laughed unrelentingly, took off her panties, sat on the edge of the bed, raised her feet on the bed, spread her thighs apart, and said, caressing him.

- Qenawi. . I want