The waited a second or two then with an urgency that told of their need they were back lips entwined his wandering hands unclipping the braces, the bi... falling from her breasts as the braces fell over her shoulder clattering against the chair back. His hands went to their respective breasts squeezing and mauling at the chest he had so long had fantasies about, the shirt buttons popping as he did so, her hands behind his head pulling him to her hot lips. He became aware of the overall falling. Why she did this, she had no idea! He never looked at her as a woman anymore and it had been like that for years. Many years. She wanted to sleep in her daughter's old bedroom but he wouldn't hear of it. Even though he hadn't touched her in many years, he insisted on her sharing his bed. This made her even lonelier still.He had a bad temper, a very short fuse and she always felt like she was walking on eggshells around him. Oh, he could be funny, nice and charming at times, especially if there. When she was doing the cleanup, Raman and I started to play with each other. I was fondling his cock when Somsiri came back in the room. Rather than leaving, she just stood and watched with a heated look on her face. I knew she was also excited and, clearly, enjoyed looking at Raman's cock. So, I asked her if she wanted to play with it.She was taken aback, but admitted she was interested. I told Raman to sit on the edge of the tub and asked her to arrange flowers around his cock, so that I. Had he done the right thing by marrying this girl off to get her out of his harem? Why had he wanted her out? She was beautiful and compliant and her cunt and arse were tight as any man could wish for. Why did he not just marry her himself and make her the chosen mother of his heir? Would the absolute ruler of an Emirate be allowed by his advisors to pick the daughter of a prominent businessman as his bride? His mind was in turmoil with these questions when he heard the door open and close.