Naturally everyone wanted one and the assistants and deputy assistants in the Palace were having a high old time extorting bribes even for the privile...e of speaking to those higher in the chain of command who might be able to help to arrange such things.It was with some surprise and considerable envy that he heard that his friend, and brother of his Head Wife, Ghada Baroud had been called to the Golden Palace, reportedly to meet privately with the Emir. Ramzy El-Najjar was entirely at a loss to. Rashid nodded towards the two guards, signalling them to immediately take position on both sides of the Wheel and the big man.Tarek (formerly known as 'Angus') was indeed big and rather rough looking. The reddish hairs of his untended beard gave away that he was not a local. His heavy accent wasn't even necessary to guess his Irish roots. Despite his shovels of hands, he had a real talent for finer handiwork. Which was exactly what brought him here and now, as a side activity to his horse. Then she belches slightly bringing up a small shower of pee. It escapes her mouth and runs down her chest.“Oh, excuse me.” She says somewhat embarrassed.Joan has been frigging her clit the whole time and brings her fingers up to show how wet she is.Michael takes her hand and licks her juices off of it.“Now that the preliminaries are over, it’s time for the main event.” Says Michael joyfully.The three friends get down to it.THREE FOR FREECHAPTER 5The three friends get down to it.Michael spreads. "They make you look so sexy and slutty. You have become my fantasy, darling," I said. My cock was swelling. "I want to be your fantasy ... and my fantasy, too! It is so wonderful being Marcus's slut!" she gushed. "My fantasy was to see a big black cock stretching your cunt as it slid in deep," I said. I wanted her to talk. "I love that feeling of a big cock in me. I could never go back now that I experienced Ty, Ben, and Marcus's pleasure tools," she cooed. She put her arms around the homie.