Her smile turned feral and then our eyes met. "Young and smart. Like you."I shifted uncomfortably in my chair. Concentrate, I told myself."So," I sai..., "he pays you and that keeps it clean. But surely the price of sex is more than just a few hundred dollars, for someone in his position."An amused grin settled on her face. "The price of sex? The ultimate price is death." What?"Her grin didn't waver as she slowly mixed me a new martini. "You know that there are organisms alive today that have. If you want a holiday, you take it. If you think you need to visit somewhere, you go. If you decide to get another job, you leave. If I don't like your face, you also leave. All I ask is that the advice you give is honest," the Emir said.Derek asked, "What do you mean, honest?" If I say to one of the Kobekistan staff here, 'Isn't it hot today?' he will answer 'Yes'. If I ask 'Not very hot today is it?' the answer will be 'No'. The answer always depends on what they think I want the answer to. And surprisingly for both of them, this was a boon as Prof Jayant enjoyed a tighter pussy and Induja felt every nerve in her stimulate. Soon he picked up the pace and his groin slammed against her soft well-sized ass.“Ahhhhh…. slow down sir…. it’s getting painful,” said Induja.“No way! This is the best feeling I’ve had in years,” he replied and bent over her. His pace increased slightly.Induja could not bear the mixed feeling of pleasure and pain; she bit the pillow under her face and screamed. She flinched when they moved to give room. I put my hand on her shoulder, the other holding the bow and arrow and it waved over the general pack, and then pointed out onto the prairie. She nodded, ‘yes’. I smiled. I had no idea what was in this woman head, but I was again too curious. I held up my bow, indicated it and pointed to her camp. This time she was trying to understand me, then her eyes brightened and nodded. She just looked at me so I pointed to the camp and she ran off, again..