"Nothing, Master," said Kamal Qumsiyeh, "It is the status of some of the women in the harem." Yes?" prompted the Emir."Some of them have no status, Ma...ter," came the perplexing reply.David took a deep breath and applied his mathematical analysis skills from Oxford, "List all the possible legal statuses that are available." Well there are wives of the Emir, of whom there are none at present, who would be full female Kobekistani citizens. There are a number of indentured slaves who have been. His balls are the size of eggs, and hung down five inches, even though they were shriveled up.I gently washed him in warm water with some special anti-bacterial soap from our first-aid kit, being careful with his wounds. Then Ed helped me rinse him and dry him before we treated and bandaged his open wounds and moved him to our spare bedroom. It was obvious that he was suffering from hypothermia. The shivering was a good sign that at least his heat regulation systems were still active. His slow,. "Wrestling" I answerd back. She looked at me then asked me to move the clutch side ways I did as she said. "What are we doing" asked, "wrestling " she answerd back. I was shocked. She stood there in a fighting position. "Come on show me what you got " I just started to laugh then she ran and tackled me down. I got back up then we came at each other like lions for a deer. I tackled her down and say on her butt , then I had an idea. "Round two" she said, again I tackled her down but this time I. I’ll choose more.She obviously said this because Salim’s cock was enormous. And in the transparent boxer, any sex-craving woman would be leaking.Me: Thank you, mam. We will send you more. Enjoy the model’s photo.I placed a winked smiley. Mom replied with Smiley with a star’s eye. And one which had the tongue out. I knew mom would be waiting for the right moment to masturbate. I just needed to watch her.The next day I showed the message to Salim. And he was so happy that my mom liked his.