The King seemed excited to finally meet my male relatives. Then we met the who’s who of the religious world in Riyadh in the early afternoon. I was ...urprised to see the Fabergé egg displayed in a prominent place. After he explained about the egg to the religious leaders, they seemed to be appeased about something.The late afternoon was for meeting the wealthiest businessmen. They were surprised that I had enough money to buy Zhora’s yacht, obviously not knowing that I had simply relieved him of. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her and she knew it. Without getting caught by my girl, I’d smile and she would knowingly smile back. She was older, for sure, but still beautiful and very feminine and sexy. I fought to not be too obvious, but when my girlfriend wasn’t looking, I found myself staring at this sensual older “lady.” As she talked about the apartment, my mind raced to thoughts and fantasies of her on all fours, offering me her ass. Thoughts of what her cock might look like, thoughts. I presented them to Amanda."Will these do?" I enquired"They'll just have to I suppose but you'd better do exactly what I say from now on or one of us could get hurt. Now use them to tie me to the bedposts."Amanda had taken off her skirt and blouse when I was occupied at the knickers drawer. She plumped a couple of satin cushions under her bottom and draped them in the hostess’s bathrobe.I took her proffered hand and using the cotton panties pulled the panties through their crotch and around her. Hearing this she immediately left my house and I followed her to her house and found she was crying. I asked her the reason for her sadness and she blasted me saying that she likes and she can’t see me standing or talking to other girls. Then slowly I raised her face and kissed her lovely red lips. I said, “Anu, now we have admitted that we both love one another, let us be frank.” I put my hand on her boobs and gently fondling and pressing them. She looked at me and smiled. I kissed her on her.