'Do you need a hand with that?' I gently enquired.There was an uncomfortable silence for a few seconds, then I heard the rustling of clothes being rea...ranged and finally the unbolting of the toilet door. The gentleman looked presentable once more, and he stood motionless for a while as he looked me up and down, deciding whether or not he wanted to engage in some illicit toilet sex. A small grin crossed his lips as he nodded towards me and invited me into his 'office'. I locked the door behind. "The Emir picked up the riding crop which was on the dressing table and administered a sharp cut to the buttocks of each of the older women. He was pleased that neither of them made any sound at all."All three of you may return to the harem. Send in Hajji Kofi Natsheh."They quickly donned abayas and left the room. Seconds later the Ambassador rushed in and prostrated himself."When this visit is over you may return to Kobekistan, and then retire, on full pay," the Emir said, "You may take with. .. the pleasure your fingers gives me streaks all through my body all the way down 2 my stiffening cock... i groan loudly" do you wanna fuck me ??? "without saying a word u grab 2 handfuls of my shirt & pull it off over my head then toss it across the cell... i guess u like what u see becuz now both hands seize my nipples between thumbs & 4fingers & gently tug & twist the hot little nubs of flesh... . my cock feels achingly swollen & as hot as a furnace... i pant & quiver & press my chest. Not even Dillon from 90210. Nobody had reached her like this, and it scared her. Not so much because she feared making a fool of herself today – although that was not something she wanted to happen – but more because she wanted to feel this way about a man she could actually have. Someone she could share a life with. Relationships like this did exist. Penny and Gilbert had one. They melted when they looked at each other, and had been that way from day one. Sasha loved her friends so much, but.