The Emir had decided to see how the lower orders amused themselves, and to put the fear of Allah into the booze salesman."We will go into the brothel ...ogether," he said to the Rifleman, "What is the protocol of such a visit?" Well, Master. You go in and the girls are paraded. You take your choice, and pay the attendant. When you have finished you leave." Fine. Let's do it."They walked to the brothel, only some few yards from the gatehouse and entered, leaving the bodyguard just outside. The. At some point my phone battery died, and I was left in total darkness. I must have passed out several times, or maybe I just don’t remember everything. I couldn’t tell one minute from the next, it all blurred together, the pain in my shoulders increasing steadily. I thrashed my head back and forth weakly, wishing I could bash my head against a wall to drive out the intrusive images. I kept imagining them. Finding my dead body in five days, flies swirling around my slack mouth. Turning me over. Judy came behind me and touched my cock which stiffened at once. You want me to blow you she asked? I looked at my Aunt and she nodded yes! I said please if you would I am quite horny and could use some relief .She started to jack me off and I got closer and closer to cumming. I held my breathe as my cock sprang to attention and shot off into the palm of her hand. She caught my cum and licked it off her fingers and then ;put it by my mouth and I was told to do the same. I had never tasted my. I had had a few encounters with the Coach in his locker room office. Although the risk of getting caught was high, so was the thrill. Like I had before, I wanted to all the other boys had gone and knocked on the office door. He had already fucked me, had his big manly cock inside me, so I figured it was safe to be forward. Coach was sitting at his desk and I closed the door behind me. He wasn’t surprised to see me, maybe a little nervous though, but happy. I could see it in his face. He loved.