“Master, I have two other virgin daughters. If it would please the Master, may you live for ever, to deflower even one of them, that would be a grea... boon.”“Why so?” asked the Emir.“Because she would then find a higher class husband easily, Master, having been used by His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah,” came the reply.‘These people can still surprise me,’ thought the Emir, ‘Is my pushing my cock inside a woman, once, so valuable?’Aloud he said, “I will deflower each of them publicly. I felt fingers (Ayen? Val?) hold my cock and then Val’s pussy slowly lowered onto it. She was tight and wet and began moving forward and back, almost as good a fucker as Lianne. I wondered if Lianne was watching us. I imagined the two of them the preceding night with Jason, and my cock seemed to harden even more as I imagined them then and realized he and Lianne now were fucking each other. With Ayen riding my mouth, I couldn’t turn my head but I could hear Lianne moaning, and I knew she was. Laurel jerked her head around and bit his hand, making Steve pull it back. She had bitten the side of his hand enough to make it bleed. Steve reached back down and smeared blood all over her face, making her fight harder."That's it, you stupid whore! Fight back! I know you like it rough!"Steve grabbed the base of his pulsating cock and rammed it fully into her in one stroke, rocking her back on the couch. Laurel glared back at him, her arms trapped and her body exposed. She pulled her top lip. "Nicky" said the lad. And how old are you? I'm not sure sir, saidthe boy, but I think I'm 16 or so. This was common with street boys. Theywere usually orphans and had no idea as to their birthday. Nicky did have asmall bush of pubic hair and so he certainly could be telling the truth.Nicky, have you ever been buggered? Yes sir, he replied. Many times but Iprefer to give my mouth if possible. Smythe laughed heartily. Ha ha! You'lldo lad. Smythe looked hard at Nicky. He could even be older than.