He kneels on the bed straddling me towering over me. Yes, it is intimidating. I feel that delicious pull deep inside.. Aching for him. I quiver beneat... him. He smells my sex as I start to drip to the sheets below me. He growls deeply and places his hand on my throat. I beg for release . I beg his permission to allow the intense pleasure building in my cunt to wash over me. He denies me. Teetering on the edge, it is all I can do not to explode into a million pieces. I try to think of something. This was a show for that girl, not for her. She knew a future with him would never be a future for her. She broke away and ran to her room. the next day the Prince left, and took the servant girl with him. She was devastated, and she begged the gods to not break her heart again. The next summer no Prince came. She was afraid she was growing too old. But that fall, as the leaves were falling and the birds flocked south she sat by the gazing pool and stared. She started to cry and one by one her. ” I was also feeling very emotional at her questions and quickly reassured her. “Baby, you know I love you more than life itself, your happiness means everything to me, yes I miss your body but I really do love everything in our life.” She replied, “I know that you miss my body and having sex with me, I know it must be difficult for you knowing that you will never ever see my naked body again or touch me,” she continued, “I understand how you must feel when I allow other guys to see my naked. Thwack!The room had ten men watching the Jenny's punishment, most were Arabs but some were tall dark skinned Nubians. None were making any attempt to hide their arousal as they rubbed their groins. There were the two arresting officers, and the four Arabs who had grabbed Jenny on the hotel lawn.Thwack!There was the examining magistrate, who was making a mobile phone call. Farouk watched as the magistrate, who was standing between Jenny's outstretched arms, reached below the girl and fondled one.