His courtiers began to disperse with nods and murmurs of "Your Grace."Morgan asked, "Your Grace, may I have a word?" Yes, wait a bit." The King addres...ed the man beside him, "Charles, keep me informed but briefings like this aren't necessary for everyone."The man looked crestfallen. "Yes, your Grace."The King said, "I know, everyone would complain about being left out. Just keep me informed and let 'em complain." The man left and the King looked at Morgan, "Yes, Morgan?" Your Grace, I have some. A concubine who was eager to please, or 'raping' a woman who pretended to fight him was exciting, but a frigid woman who just lay there and let him was not his cup of tea."Ah, Fatima," he said."Oh, Master. What a surprise," she said, sarcastically, "Have you come to have me whipped? Or is there something else? Don't tell me I am to have the privilege of being your fuck toy tonight?" Tut, tut," said the Emir, "Such language, and to your Master at that."Privately he was pleased at the revival of. On that night she called me and said Yeshwanth “I m taking a bath if u want anything to eat its there in the kitchen” .” I said “ok. I saw a wicked smile on her face. I was always used to look in her personal activities but this was an open chance for me. When she went to take a bath she left the door open slightly. I saw she took of her clothes, I instantly got an erection and I masturbated on the door of the bathroom. Then I saw the whole scene of her taking a bath and doing her stuff. I. She was a lot taller than her daughter but I could see where the tits came from. Maybe 50 years of age with natural ginger hair she wasn't thin or fat. and about five foot ten. Nothing happened that first time or even the following two months even though I kept on trying to drop the hint with such questions of where could I buy a bathrobe as that was my preferred attire at home. Then one evening it all changed.As usual I was just sitting chatting with them and drinking a whisky when the.