Yasser breaks her in (Arab)

"Yasser," the woman threw the blonde **** into the tent, "this is Dahabia. I've gotten her all shaved and clean for you."

"Thank you," Yasser bid the woman leave as the **** looked him up and down and noticed how different he looked from Magnus.

First was his light brown skin, lighter than his face and hands but still distinctly olive and not the same as the Torvaldson's pale trunk.

Next was the complete lack of hair from the bottom of the man's neck down to his legs. She could see the skin of his chest and belly directly as nothing was hidden by strands of hair - even the pubic area that should have been densely foliated was clean and bare. Also of note was the man's belly itself, which was, while not fat, flabby and rotund unlike the slim musculature she was used to back home.

Finally, the man's penis deviated quite a bit from what once rained on the woman's belly. She noticed it looked erect even when it was still clearly dangling from his abdomen, especially as there was a large gap from the last skin of the shaft to the base hook of the head. The head itself was also distinctly dry, with its pink surface riddled with wrinkles and ridges.

"Like what you see?" Yasser grinned as he noticed the **** girl staring at his genitalia.

"Yes," came the response as Yasser walked up to the alabaster **** and hugged her in a tight embrace, kissing her neck and lifting her up as he laid her on the floor and kissed her belly in all the places down to her intimates.

The woman gave a shocked expression as Yasser stuck his erection into her tight pussy. Although she felt the pain of his member spreading her vagina apart for one of the first times in her life, and was afraid that she would bleed from everything, she appreciated how direct and driving the interaction was, with nothing to feel except the thick stick thrusting in and out.

Eventually Yasser pulled out and sprayed what felt like sprinkles of water onto her belly. This disappointed her, not only because she had lost her virginity to such a heathen, and not only because she wasn't finished, but also because what passed as semen out of his penis would have been beads of sweat off Magnus's skin. Oh, would that he and they practised more restraint!

"One day, habibi," Yasser addressed her, "you will bear me a child and go free. But for now, I just need to have my fun," he said the last part with a Cheshire grin. "Anyhow, let us get you ready for your new life."