Bridget was far too opinionated to make a suitable wife for an Emir. The final straw came unexpectedly at a small dinner party Davina had arranged for...them at a very fashionable restaurant. The Emir was the last of the party of six to arrive; Davina stood up and kissed him on both cheeks, Mary, Shane and Simon greeted him affably enough, but the greeting from Bridget was far from friendly."Piss off!" she said and stood up."Is it true what they are saying, Mr. Ransome?" she asked in a voice that. 10 min chut chatne ke baad unhone mera lund chusna shru kiya unhe bi mje aa ryue they aaaaahahahah awaz nikal rhi thiWo 10 min baad lund chune ke baad mey dubra unke boobs chune laga guys sach mey kya boobs they unke phir unhone kha ki ab aur mat satyo dal do apna lund aur fard do meri chut ko aaj to kafi din se pyasi h ye phir maine apna lund dala to andhar tak nhi ghusa wo hasne lagi kha ki lagta tumhara lund kamm ka nhi phir guys muje gussa aaya aur maine jor jhatka diyaPhir andhar tak gus. They were escorted to their semi-private table where Karen made the sitting arrangements. “Pamela, you sit in between Dan and Scott on one side and Craig, you sit between Vicky and me.”Craig glanced from one pair of breasts barely contained by the plunging neckline to the other. “Careful Craig or you’ll have a very sore neck,” Karen joked.Pamela sat between Dan and Scott and not bothering to adjust the hem of her dress. She glanced at their crotches and imagined their hidden size. She relaxed. My cock was feeling like it could go another round. As Kate took her bag into the bedroom, she winked and said to give her a couple of minutes before I come in. I agreed. I went over and poured a couple of more drinks from the batch I had made earlier and walked into the bedroom. I went into the bedroom and Kate was lying on the bed with her legs spread wide open. She had a dildo in her pussy and invited me over to meet her fantasy cock which she had named Mike. That’s my name. I said I was.