As we raised a toast, I could see both Wasim and Rahat checking Akansha out. They were literally X raying her with their eyes. Both of them were hungr...ly looking at her and it was making Akansha uncomfortable. Asif was busy serving the snacks to us.After a couple of pegs; we decided to cut the cake. He took the first piece and made Akansha take a bite first; followed by all of us. I cut the next piece and made Asif took a bite.Asif then took the rest of the cake to the kitchen and asked Akansha. This position did show off the anal cleft very well and the small rosebud sphincter looked most inviting, but she hadn't done it quite right, so the lost mark remained lost."Five."The Emir watched closely as she lay down on the whipping bench, face down and with her legs hanging down the sides. In this position her breasts were squeezed out sideways and the nipples were just visible. Her arse-cheeks were slightly flattened as gravity pulled them down towards her legs. Nonetheless she looked. And god did he like his blowjobs. But today, as a surprise Sally had planned to wear some ultra mint lip-gloss for the sucking which she knew would make John’s cock tingle so beautifully and make him cum even harder. Of course all plans, when you wank in the middle of the night with damp panties and have to touch yourself as you make the plans never quite work out the way they are meant to, do they? Sally’s plan had changed from the moment she was getting dressed to go and meet John. She. How dare she do this to him. He thought she understood, thought she knew that she was the prize. And the prize was supposed to stay chaste. It was the way the game was played.He pulled at his hair, feeling as if the rage would make him explode. So she thought that she could play this game, play false with him. He would make sure she understood how things stood. He was in charge. He was, not that damn cop. She would understand, he would make damn sure of it. And if she didn't, well, then she.