I decided on investigating his room.I looked on his bed and under the covers; nothing.Then I looked under his bed.Bingo.There was my thong from yester...ay, soaked in Tyler’s cum.Instead of being repulsed, I was excited, more than ever. I sniffed it, and took in the aroma.I heard footsteps; I quickly threw the thong back and sat down on his bed.He came into the room.“Hey Ty, I want to have a talk with you.”“Yea sure.”I paused I wanted him to be nervous. He thought he was busted.I took a different. I went down on my knees to dry his feet and then raised my head to look at his cock. It was pointing straight at me. I looked up for his reaction. He did not say anything but it was obvious that he was ok with this. I slowly brought my mouth closer and got the head in my mouth, feeling the foreskin opening in my mouth. went deeper and deeper, until the cap stopped in my throat. John started moaning a bit louder. He was obviously enjoying it.I suddenlty felt his hand caressing my back going down. He's so sweet to me, always telling me I'm beautiful, which I know is a lie. Moira is beautiful. But Jake doesn't look like he's lying when he says it, so I don't know. The way he looks at me...We did eventually get up. It was still hours and hours before we could go to Mamma, even after we showered and went down for some breakfast."We could go birding," Jake said, when I was finishing my coffee."What? Here? Where?" I don't know. There are lots of parks in Seattle. Maybe Seward Park – it's not. It seemed somehow a fitting way for an Emir to end a session of inspection, whipping and using of one of his concubines.Later that day, David's mother sent word that she was asking for a brief audience. It seemed an excellent reason to break off some very boring explanations from Hajji Darwish Dosmukhamedov about the economic problems of a country earning too much foreign currency, and not being able to spend it all.David nearly choked when he entered what he thought of as the harem interview.