In the dimly lit back bedroom of his opulent palace, the Sultan couldn’t take his eyes off of the beautiful Middle Eastern woman before him. She had long, dark hair that cascaded down her back in waves, and big hips that swayed seductively beneath her mini skirt.
The Sultan had been enchanted by her from the moment they met, and he knew that he had to have her. He had spent hours courting her, whispering sweet nothings in her ear and plying her with fine wine. And now, finally, she was here in his bedroom, ready to give herself to him.
The Sultan wasted no time in pulling the woman close, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her deeply. She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to tangle with his. The Sultan could feel her body pressed against his, and he knew that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
He began to explore her body, running his hands over her curves and caressing her breasts. She moaned softly as he pinched her nipples through the fabric of her shirt, and he could feel her growing arousal.
The Sultan slowly slid his hand up her thigh, lifting her skirt as he went. He reached her wet pussy, and he couldn’t resist sliding a finger inside her. She was so tight and wet, and he knew that she was ready for him.
He pulled off her skirt and laid her down on the bed, spreading her legs wide. He knelt between them, his cock hard and ready. He leaned down and licked her pussy, making her moan even louder. He teased her clit with his tongue, making her writhe beneath him.
Finally, he couldn’t take it any longer. He positioned himself at her entrance and thrust inside her. She cried out in pleasure as he filled her, her pussy gripping him tightly.
The Sultan began to fuck her hard, their bodies slapping together as they moved in rhythm. She moaned and begged for more, her nails digging into his back as he pounded into her.
As they reached their climax, the Sultan could feel her pussy contracting around him, milking him for all he was worth. He groaned as he came, filling her with his seed.
They collapsed together, panting and sweaty. The Sultan couldn’t believe what had just happened. He had never felt such pleasure before, and he knew that he would never be able to let this woman go.
They lay there for a long time, lost in their own thoughts. The Sultan knew that he would never forget this night, and he vowed to make every night with this woman just as unforgettable.
As they drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms, the Sultan couldn’t help but smile. He knew that he had found his true love, and he would do whatever it took to keep her by his side.
