He's grunting. Sweat pours from both of you. He rears his head back and I almost expect a guttural, primal scream. I'm ready to explode. He does it i...stead. He slams into you one more time. The muscles in his back and legs stiffen. His entire body becomes as hard as granite. One final grunt as he hold himself inside you. And he comes, flooding your already drenched pussy. The pulsing dick inside sends you over the edge. You pull against the restraints; your fists clinched, your face twisted. The a crew numbered three hundred, including eunuchs and hostesses thoughtfully provided for guests who had not bothered to bring women with them. Officially it was part of the Kobekistan navy and was skippered by an Admiral, an ex-German navy martinet by the name of Peitsche. The new Emir did not care much for this man, who seemed to think that it was his ship, and that anyone using it was indebted to him for the privilege. It not very long after the accession of His Magnificence, the Emir. I couldn't help but wonder why he had no condoms. He really could have been all out, but still I dismissed it for the time being. I came back in the room and he was completely naked. Judging by the look on his face, he was more than ready for me.“Someone is hot and ready,” I said.“You could say that,” Ryan replied.So I stripped completely. I stood in front of the bed and his eyes were glued to me.“Oh my god Amy, you are beautiful,” Ryan said.“Thank you,” I replied as I got on the bed with. Two hours later and 130 mile later, I was pulling into her residential neighbothood.I had sent the text as I got off of the interstate and she had instructed me to pull into the garage and the door was open and waiting. My mind raced as I stopped the car and the garage door began to close. It was one thing to chat online and to read stories about a meeting like this. This was real though. I was there and my heart was pounding so hard I thought my chest would explode.The door to the car.