Desert Commander

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she watched him with a mixture of curiosity and desire. His movements were deliberate and confident. she couldn't help but be struck by his sheer physical presence. His muscles rippled beneath his skin, and she could see the strength and power in his body. he was indeed a beast, a beautiful beast. 

She felt her mouth parched and she gulped.

He lowered his breeches and that thing springs forth like some kind of beautiful monster. Very long, heavy and thick, the foreskin completely pulled back to reveal a very large head, pulsing with desire. 

She finally gets to see it, in the rising morning sun! The shaft was so thick, there's no way he was hiding it inside his caftan. He was as long as her forearm, almost obscenely huge. But the skin was so smooth, veiny and the colour of it was two shades darker than his body colour. 

She felt a rush of heat between her thighs as she took in his impressive size, and she couldn't tear her eyes away from him. Even the veins looked delicious, long, thick, undulating ribbons just barely under the surface. She knew she was in too deep now, and there was no turning back. She had uncovered something dangerous yet appealing, something that would change her life forever.

"Come here" he said.  

Tara's body trembled noticeably as she heard his command. 

She shifted toward him on her knees. "why it looks like that?" her voice barely above a whisper. she had too many questions in her mind. like why women and men had different body parts and why she felt current running in her core whenever he do naughty things to her. 

"It always looked like this, my little bride" He smirked, a glint of excitement in his eyes.

he knew the curious questions running her pretty little head. he wanted to answer all of them but at the moment he just wanted her hands  on his aching dick. 

Feeling her pulse thumping in her ears, Tara cautiously extended her body towards him. each and every movement was measured by Oman's predatory eyes. noticing her hesitancy he reached out and grabbed her hand gently and rested her on his thigh. As her fingers made contact, she could sense the strength of his muscles beneath her touch. Tara's breath hitched as she looked up into his dark, intense eyes, feeling a mixture of fear and desire coursing through her veins.

"You wanted to see it. Now tell me, is it a rat, my dear" he said with a teasing smirk.

She shook her head, gazing into his eyes, attempting to avoid glancing downwards at his big monster.

"Words" he uttered, clutching her neck and drawing her nearer to him.

"No" her voice barely above a whisper.

"You want to touch it" he was not asking it. 

she was hesitant but something compelled her to reach out. without replying him, her fingers brushed against his hardened length, causing a low groan to escape his lips.

She placed her hand on his shaft, which jerked in reflex. 

"It moved" she said with a scared tone.

She felt the weight of his member in her hands, and she watched in amazement as it plumped into a full, strong erection.

She thought her hand would encircle it completely, but how wrong she was. She tried and failed.