Chapter 4 The Ritual of Eating Together

Amar Mea Malawi lifted and moved Mary Aram's body to the rug in the corner of the room, where dinner and wine had been arranged for the ritual of Eating Together.

Amar Mea Malawi took a small sip of wine, then transferred the remaining wine in his mouth into Mary Aram's mouth as a sign to start the ritual of Eating Together. Then he repeated it once more.

"We have become one body, as a husband I promise to love you for the rest of my life. From my mouth I bestow love, as well as food from the fruits of my labor in a lawful manner."

"Are you willing to live a new life with me?" Amar Mea Malawi looked into Mary Aram's eyes earnestly.

Finding Mary Aram motionless, Amar Mea Malawi repeated the sip of wine and transferred it back to Mary Aram's mouth.

"Are you willing to live a new life with me?" Amar Mea Malawi brought his mouth close to Mary Aram's ear hole.

Mary Aram cried looking down, avoiding Amar Mea Malawi's gaze, "Mary Aram is not ready for marriage."

"Fine," once again the man transferred the wine from his mouth to Mary Aram's.

"Amar Mea Malawi loves Mary Aram very much. Is Mary Aram willing to live a new life with Amar Mea Malawi?"

"Send Mary Aram home! Mary Aram does not want to get married!" Mary Aram's head was dizzy from crying and wine.

Amar Mea Malawi did not give up transferring wine from his mouth to Mary Aram's mouth. The blush on Mary Aram's face and neck again aroused the soul's desire.

The wine was getting the better of Mary Aram. Unable to take any more wine, Mary Aram finally replied, "Enough, Mary Aram is willing!"

"Thank you Mary Aram," Amar Mea Malawi kissed Mary Aram's forehead, "I promise to shower love on you and your children, and guarantee you a life of abundant milk and honey."

Amar Mea Malawi transferred the food from his mouth into Mary Aram's mouth, as an expression of love to his soulmate.

In her drunkenness, Mary Aram tried to chew the food from Amar Mea Malawi's mouth bit by bit.

In the tradition of the Mua Mua people, the ritual of eating together is very important for marital harmony and intimacy.

Amar Mea Malawi marvels at the beauty of his soulmate, who begins to reciprocate her mouthful of food.

The ritual of eating together was a memorable one. Amar Mea Malawi ended the ritual meal with a wine exchange.

"Does the prick of my penis hurt that much?" Amar Mea Malawi whispered softly caressing Mary Aram's ear.

"Very painful," Mary Aram was getting drunk, she tried to answer.

"Okay! I will give you the antidote," Amar Mea Malawi carefully laid Mary Aram on the rug. Then he uncovered the woven cloth and spread the beautiful woman's legs apart.

A pink pearl is clearly peeking out from underneath the fluffy fur, as if calling out to be kissed.

Amidst the dimly lit room with soft music playing, Mary Aram felt a strong suction on her pussy.

It was warm and wet, creating a feeling that was hard to describe. The beautiful woman's legs slowly spread wide. She began to moan as she felt something soft moving in a circle deeper and deeper into her vagina.

"Young Master, stop!" Mary Aram's voice trembled softly. "Young Master, please stop."

Finding Mary Aram lost in the flow of desire, Amar Mea Malawi sucked Mary Aram's pussy even harder. And his tongue is exploring deeper and deeper.

"Do you like it? Ask anytime if you want to be sucked," Amar Mea Malawi whispered very softly. Mary Aram's squeals and cries broke the silence of the room.

"Young Master stop it!" The influence of the wine created a blush on Mary Aram's face and neck.

To Amar Mea Malawi, Mary Aram's expression and body movements were mesmerizing. So beautiful! Making Amar Mea Malawi's erect penis tighten.

Slowly but surely, he pushed his penis into Mary Aram's vagina.

The woman gasped and screamed, the big, solid and long penis again wedged into her vagina, "Young Master.... Stop it! It hurts so much!"

"It hurts? If we do it often, it won't hurt."

By the powerful movement of Amar Mea Malawi's penis, Mary Aram was again bound in union. Amar Mea Malawi's sperm poured back into Mary Aram's fertile womb, bringing both of them to the peak of orgasm.

"Can you love me?" Amar Mea Malawi hugged Mary Aram's smooth body, his penis still in her pussy.

Mary Aram did not answer, her body was very tired. The man who was holding her had a strong hold on her body. She closed her eyes and swallowed bitterly, chasing away her anxiety.

Now she was not a girl, she was a tainted woman. Between hurt, humiliation, and despair, Mary Aram let Amar Mea Malawi's fingers play with her nipples.

'Outrageous! So outrageous! Am I going to be trapped in a life that I don't want for the rest of my life?' Mary Aram regretted her decision to attend St. Martin's.

If she had followed her father's advice to go to school in the town of Fontana, which was closer to the Mua Estuary, she wouldn't have had to go through this terrible experience.

It was a long night for Mary Aram. Although Amar Mea Malawi was no longer engaged in sexual activity, the man admired Mary Aram's body the whole time.

Kisses and strokes explored every inch of Mary Aram, never stopping. Soft murmurs buzzed through the night as the scent of warm wine wafted in.

Amar Mea Malawi played with Mary Aram's body as his pleased. Mary Aram doesn't know how many times the man's tongue and fingers entered her hole vagina. If that happened every day, how saturated Mary Aram's life would be in the future.

'Father forgive me! Abee Bong Moja forgive me!' Remembering her father's proud smile as she grew up, Mary Aram cried. Heart-wrenching tears of regret.

"Father forgive me...!" In a semi-conscious state, Mary Aram felt the heat in her hole vaginal. 'How long will this stop? I can't stand it!'

'This man is so greedy, kissing everywhere. Growling non-stop,' Mary Aram became nauseous.

'When will it stop...?'