Deliver a Virgin

With a long, deep thrust, Ahmad was inside Edward’s heretofore forbidden passage, taking a march on Umar ibn al-Hakam’s proprietary claim to the channel. Edward, after all, had already been declared a virgin by Umar’s own doctor. In the interim before Umar fucked him, he would have been inside a locked room and outfitted with a chastity belt.

In the next hour and more, Ahmad pumped Edward in that position to an ejaculation, and he turned Edward on his belly, made him go up on his knees, covered and mounted him and fucked him to another ejaculation. And he fucked him in a side split. And he fucked him with both of them standing and bent over. Edward willingly and with moans and groans went with him in all, meeting Ahmad ejaculation with ejaculation and ending up with Ahmad, exhausted, lying on his back, and a needy Edward riding his pelvis and cock, the palms of his hands pressed into Ahmad’s nipples.

Edward exhausted now, as well, and having come several times himself, collapsed on Ahmad’s breast, as the older man purred his satiation and having put one over on the Saracen chieftain.

“You are a little minx in the riding,” Ahmad muttered. “If I didn’t know better, I would think you were a temple whore.”