‘Use Cassie or Charlotte instead.’ As I strolled about the house and grounds I felt truly blessed. Time and again I found myself appreciating the ...ndividual beauty of some stunning girl that until then had merely been part of the scenery. Consider Eve, for instance, whom I had almost overlooked until now. She was one of the two girls Gina had offered up on Wednesday. I had been in a bit of a rush that day and had not expected three girls, so frankly I had got straight down to fucking without. I loved her feet; sometimes, when she was done after some wild sex and I insisted for a bit more, my sensual Ana was able to give me a sensual foot job until she made me cum, splashing my sticky cum all over her nice feet…That day we entered a lingerie store and I noticed a customer was staring at Anita’s feet. As she was busy trying some outfits at the changing room, the man came to me and we started chatting. He got directly to the point, saying my wife had lovely feet…I then knew this guy. "Then he nodded pointedly at a Major Domo who struck the ground with his mace and everyone stood up."Go on." I want to interview some women on the repression they suffer in this country," she said."Don't you want to ask me anything?" inquired the Emir, "I rather thought you knew all about the Kobekistani repression of women already. Last month's edition of your magazine carried a scathing article about it under your by-line." Well, yes, but I expect to find that it is worse than even I. I focused my breathing, short intakes and exhales stretched out to long inhalations and deep releases, bringing me back from the precipice. Then, from below, soft fingers wrapped around my wide base as a mouth from above engulfed me, lips closing tight around my throbbing column, a tongue swirling over the head. I groaned again as the two women both began to work on my tense tool.The hand around my shaft was removed only to quickly be replaced by a different one. I felt two hands on my legs.