Arab MILF Sex Story – Jabir Bahman and Mohamed Al-Rashad grew up together in the metropolitan crowded area of ​​Ottawa. This is a hood, a place full of minorities, especially Somalis and Arabs. And the rest of the Canadian capital directs its nose to the area and those who live there. This is an area that should not be visited as far as ‘decent residents of the capital’ are observed. The kind of place that good people don’t care to set foot in.

In the past, Bahman and Rashad practically managed  the place. Both are thick like thieves, and caused for many problems. However, at the age of eighteen, the two best friends took a very different path. Bahman’s estranged father, Mahmed Ali, returned to his life. And encouraged him to leave a life of petty crime, and take a different path.

That’s why Bahman left the game, and enrolled at Carleton College, to study business. He always had an entrepreneurial mindset, that helped him become one of the top dealers in the area. But this time, he used his skills well.

 – When Bahman began his journey of higher education, many things became clear to him. The difference between people who wear business attire and run large companies. And people who stand on street corners, sell drugs, is a mere opportunity.

Both are cruel, and are driven to make money and advance at any cost. But business people go to college, and learn to do business the right way. Street people are also encouraged, but rarely live long enough to see their work no matter how hard they work. Jabir Bahman is determined not to be a statistic.

Mohamed Al-Rashad on the other hand, was very fond  of the gangster lifestyle. Mohamed, Aliya and Nasir Al-Rashad’s parents emigrated to Ontario, Canada. From their hometown in Khor Fakkan, in the United Arab Emirates.

Many people in western societies are swayed by what they hear about the wonders of Dubai. That are amazing, thinking that all Arab Emirates are rich. This is not true. The Al-Rashad clan went bankrupt when they came to Canada. After leaving their country because their assets had been confiscated as punishment for criticizing the ruling regime.

 – As an immigrant in a strange new country. Rashad’s family experienced many difficulties. And after the death of his father Nasir due to diabetes complications. Mohamed became more wild. He will fight, only to make a name for himself. Jabir Bahman, in his prime, was known as an environmentally friendly drug dealer, while Mohamed Al-Rashad was a pretentious person. The young Emirati-Canadian villain wants to be known as the toughest man in the block. A mindset that will soon make him in deep trouble.

One night, Mohamed Al-Rashad came out drinking at the Lawyer bar with his cute Jamaican, Stacy. At the bar, a man seems to be looking at Mohamed in the wrong way. And a young Emirati with a hot head won’t let him slide. Mohamed faced the man in  question, a white-headed man, and they quarreled. One ended with Mohamed thrusting his knife into the man’s intestine. For this, Mohamed was arrested and, because of his prior bevahior. Was sentenced to ten years in the provincial correction center.

“Bahman, I know you’re not about that life, brother. But please take care of my mother,” Mohamed Al-Rashad told his best friend, Bahman. The last time they met. Bahman entered the second semester of his business program at College when Mohamed was in trial. And he give up everything to support his old friend. Well, almost everything.

 – “I see, friend. I’ll check it every time,” Bahman promised, and he and Mohamed exchanged hugs. In the crowded room of the Ottawa Criminal Court, before the court officials ordered them to separate. Jabir Bahman shed tears when the Judge sentenced his best friend Mohamed Al-Nahyan to ten years in a facility. The young man was determined to fulfill his promise to his good friend. After all, that’s what friends are for.

“How can I get here?” Bahman asked himself, and a young Somali-Canadian male staring at Arab woman lying on a bed next to him. A sweet smile on her beautiful  face. The woman who was meant by chance was Aliya Al-Rashad, the mother of her imprisoned best friend, Mohamed Al-Rashad. Currently serving a ten-year offer at the Central East Correctional Center.

“Hmm, I feel really good, Habibi,” Aliya said, and she grabbed Bahman, and gently kissed his lips. Jay gently kissed her back, feeling guilty and lusting in the same time. After all the evil things he and Aliya did last night, he should feel more comfortable with her. But there was a bit of awkwardness that Bahman couldn’t overcome.

Jabir Bahman came by Al-Rashad’s household to check on Aliya. Felt worried for her now because she was widowed, and with a imprisoned son. Aliya welcomed him at the door, wearing a simple black hijab, a long-sleeved black shirt and blue jeans. She just returned from mall. Aliya invited Bahman inside to drink tea, and asked about his studies at college. Bahman enjoyed his visit, and then for some reason, he told Aliya about Caitlin Aesha. The Iranian Christian woman he dated, and who gave him nothing but problems.

 – “Bahman, Habibi, the young women don’t know how to handle a man. You don’t need them, you need a real woman,” Aliya Al-Rashad said. And she gently placed her hand on young Somali’s thighs, causing him to gasp. Bahman looked into Aliya’s eyes and saw a burning passion there. Don’t do it, this is your friend’s mother, Bahman thought, just before he kissed Aliya. And that’s how it all started.

“We shouldn’t do that,” Bahman said, and Aliya looked at him and grinned. Then her hand moved from his face to his crotch. Shr gently stroked his long, dark dick. Lust in Bahman is like a predator who is awakened by the scent of a prey, and he kisses Aliya . Then starts caressing his plump body. The years were fun for Aliya , and being a mother and widow did not eliminate her raw sensuality. Which, in Middle Eastern women, only improved by  age.

“Hmmm, I feel the opposite,” Aliya answered. And with that, the exciting beauty, bronze-skinned, brown-eyed, and black hair rolled over Bahman. Silencing his protest. photomemek.com Bahman’s passionate hands wandered around Aliya’s sexy and sinister body, and she stroked the thick round ass. To be honest, Bahman has admired Aliya’s thick ass many times over the years, and he can’t believe his luck.

 – “You’re burning,” Bahman said. When he and Aliya started another round. Aliya straddled him, and stabbed her wet, hairy cunt on his hard cock. Last time, she surprised Bahman by sucking his penis and ball like there was no tomorrow. Bahman caressed Lubna’s big round breasts and hit her big ass as she rode him. Burying his cock deep inside her. Aliya started riding hard, rolling around with the energy that surprised him.

“Shut the fuck up and fuck me,” Aliya practically hissed at Bahman. And the young man grinned, buck his hips and slammed his cock into her cunt. Aliya began to moan, loving the feeling of a young dick pulsing inside her. Since her husband Nasir died of diabetes, Aliya has no  love. Now, thanks to Bahman, his son’s stubborn friend Mohamed, Aliya is happy to make up for lost time.

“Hmm, get up, Habibi, I want to see that ass,” Bahman said. And Aliya looked at him, and he looked at her. Smiling, Aliya did what she was told, and crawled. Bahman, a true ass lover, caressed a thickened golden ass from United Arab Emirates, and gladly slapped it. Rubbing his long, hard cock into Aliya’s ass, he thrusted it with one fine push.

“Yes fuck me,” Aliya shrieked , and Bahman laughed. Grabbing a handful of long, curly dark hair, which is a sans Hijab for change. Bahman pulled Aliya’s head back and slammed his cock into her cunt. He goes ball deep, fucked her passionately. Bahman watched the thick round of Aliya wave in front of him as he bumped into his cock inside her. Finally he have an amazing ass to fuck, and enjoy every second.

 – “We should been doing this for a long time,” Bahman said. Panting, long after he and Aliya stopped. They are tired of hours of careless sex. Aliya flashed at him and nodded. Bahman winked at him, and then just like that, they started another round. Much later, after eating a nice meal of Emirati dishes. Consisting of Al Jabab bread, falafel balls and lamb kebab. Bahman thanked Aliya for her hospitality, gave her a hug and then left Al-Rashad’s household.

“Come back anytime, Habibi,” Aliya said from the  door. And Bahman smiled and nodded respectfully before going into his car and leaving. He doesn’t live in the area anymore. Still, he will definitely start hanging out there far more than usual. Aliya Al-Rashad was lonely and needed a lot of comfort. And when he promised his imprisoned friend, Mohamed, Bahman would definitely take good care of his mother.,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,