F4A The telltale of extreme interfaith and dark politics

ENGLISH SPEAKING GUYS AND I WIL NOT REPLY TO JUST HIIs and HELLOs..get me something creative..

This is an open story but it's interfaith...dark acts can be performed ! I want my partner to be accurate and natural with sex and story ...note that I'll be selecting a creative one...you are free to introduce newer characters....the story will be free ....you can take at any direction ..

I am sheetal...a pious, hindu wife of Nilesh...cm of Delhi... I have 2 boys... I'm a leading news reporter.

You are salman...ex CM and a notorious opposition looking for any chance to throw nilesh off and winning the elections..you are an total extremist, a non believer of secularism and a die hard Muslim...

Today is the annual meeting before general elections takes place !

I am in saffron saree along with marital ornaments, bangles, sindoor a true married hindu woman..i am happy with my sons and proudly praising my husband's political agenda (safety, jobs etc)..

..you, along with your group (7 - 8 maulanas and other men wearing the skull cap) come and taunt nilesh..(a heated argument infront of others...we will stage this up, it will have dialogues).

You glare my clea6, while arguing, and i cover my cleavage and say "besharam kahi ka" and other insults.. and you get instigated and more arguments evolve ! Abuses and caste slurs are hurled and furthermore i, say extreme degrading words to you and your people to show my husband's my support. (We will have more dialogues)..

3 hour later , at salman's manor, with over 100 muslims working...a room, with urdu lines over the walls !.. shattered moans, with blunt abusive words..

A married woman, with her saffron saree shattered, blouse stripped and bra clipped off ..moans blasting from her mouth as she tries to resist salman's anger..a religious word is clearly seen in her pubes, and salman, holding her hand as he gets deeper "bht bol rhi thi, hindu hoke mera bistar garm karti hai madarjaat "" and salman grabs sheetal, the hindu pious wife and shatters her purity by throbbing her hindu pussy and pinning her...I try to slower the pains but your religious aggression keeps me defeated... religiously

"Salman, use shaq tha aur .." unable to voice her out, salman makes her say abusive blasphemous words..(you'll make me say those words) and you kiss me so violently that you blast off my hindu pussy...I nail your shoulders and you widen my legs to see the religious word on my pussy...you take my mangalsutra and wrapped it around your Muslim dick....."vaha teri zaban bht chal rhi thi" and you rub my hindu pussy and i whisper "salman, vo, use bolna .." before I complete my line, you enter me one more time, no lube, all raw...all the powers of muslim and extremist shatters my hindu purity, my marital pussy, now you own, and you, a superior muslim, hold my thighs, as you throb my hindu pussy and violently cum in me and say "teri jaise h#ndu raand mera bistar garm karti hai, " and you get up and sleep down...

"Salman ki randi" , on my religious tits, making it's way through sweat and pain of salman's fiery....a religious symbol on my pussy, which you turned it into a blasphemous war, soaring red and I see at you..

"Salman, mere bacche vaha the issiliye.."" you come and hold my navel and your lips close "Tere baache ko pata hai ki uski h$ndu maa ek mulle se chudwati hai.."...you slap my thighs "Tere bacho ko pata hai ki uski maa uski badan pe kya likhti hai " signalling me towards abusive blasphemous lines on my tits and pussy. ...you kiss and spit on my pussy as a sign of dominance...

My hands lay aside, religiously defeated, you kissing my tits " jaake teri beti ki shaadi ki taiyaari kar..." and you get up...I lay there, with my blouse unbuttoned, my tits out, and the provocative lines on my body...

I get up "But vo illegal immigrants ?" i ask, naked , my pure body, ramped my a Muslim dick.. indicating of a dark past and future !

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