“Oh god, that would be so good,” she huskily groaned back at me. As I carried on working her swollen clit and lips she suddenly added “But not ...ike this.” I looked at her face to find her smiling sweetly at me with a look of desire and pleading on her features. “How would you like me to make you come honey?” I asked, wondering how I could, as I only ever made her come using either my fingers or mouth. The shock hit me deep in my stomach as I realised what she was asking of me. With her half. She simply said made me really hard, “you are touching me with your penis”. However in the manner she said it was nothing sexual, but as a matter of fact and neither in a complaining way. I simply went cold but continued in the same position.The next day, she came and snuggled with me, only that she did not say anything initially. When we were about to sleep she just said “now don’t poke me with your penis at night”. I was shocked but horny again but did not say anything and simply snuggled. When they arrived in Kobekistan she was given a abaya to wear on the journey from the airport to the Emerald Palace. The sheer magnificence of the triple palace was overwhelming; its central section was bigger than Buckingham Palace and gleaming gold, flanked by the Ruby and Emerald Palaces. Together the effect was like a giant Kobekistani national flag of red, yellow and green. Abby explained to her that the Emir, his father, lived in the Golden Palace, his eldest half-brother Crown Prince. I saw two guys were there.One was 25 yr old guy who was in track and t shirt and another guy was 30yrold local guy was in lungi and shirt.Decent guy was his friend, manish …. Another guy was barber who was wandering in roadside so he picked him suresh told barber to start.Barber told me to bring water and newspaper.I sat on the newspaper and barber applied water on my mustache and beard and applied shaving cream and started to brush.He took out razor and loaded with blade and shaved my mustache.