This is why I married.And here I was in the arms of an absolute studmuffin being wanted and treated like a real woman none of my homely looks, my home...y ways, meant nothing to this man I was a wanted woman I felt it, I heard it, I was outright a full pledged sexually wanted woman.He absolutely whispered in my ear that if I was not married he would pick me up take me to the bedroom and make passionate love to me all night long.Hell yes I melted in his arms. Tell me you wouldn't have yourself.He. "And don't bother to dress her up," he snarled at his eunuch.Dressed up, in Ramzy El-Najjar's harem meant adorned with lots of necklaces and bangles, bracelets and anklets; other than that the members of his harem went naked all the time. The number of ornaments a woman wore usually indicated her status in the harem and the new wife being ordered with none was an ominous portent for her. When she was brought in to his bedroom he surveyed for the first time the woman who was now his wife. If he. " I said. "First thing is to get a goodgrip on it so I can get to work on it." "Let's see you do it." Dan urged me. I slid my mouth over the huge, uncut prong, my tongue dug into thenarrow opening at the tip, and Dan moaned as my tongue-tip played over thesensitive glans underneath. "Ah, yeah, Whip, whip that tongue!" Dan urged me. I was working my saliva into the opening, this foreskin was tight, Iwasn't that sure I could free up the glans from it, in fact. I'd dealt withthis. All of the gifts were wrapped in very girly paper and all tied withribbon, most of the gifts were jewellery and most of these wereearrings, but some had bought make up especially lipsticks and two hadbrought me dresses, which were very pretty evening dresses. I thankedall of the ladies for the gifts and told them I would think of themevery time I wore their gift. One lady bought me a years subscription toa fashion magazine saying how important she thought it was that a younglady kept up with.