Where my hole is." I'm not pushing it down there, you div."I'd noticed he had a few skid-marks on his undies. I didn't want my knob-end anywhere near ...hose had come from."Come on, it isn't gonna look like your bodging me if your todger isn't in the right place."I moved it a bit lower, hoping not to go too close to his pooper, and again I was surprised at how good it felt. Now it wasn't just warm and tight, it was a bit slippery too. I felt my cock getting harder at the feel of where it was and. I handed the edge to Rhee, who pulled it farther off me while I scooted a little more toward the edge of the bed. Heather carefully crawled over me and plopped onto the bed between us. Rhee and I wrapped her up.“How was it, last night,” Heather asked in a whisper.“It was glorious,” Liya responded in a voice a bit louder than a whisper.“I’m sorry if I woke you,” Heather replied.Liya responded, “No prob. I’ve been drifting in and out for a while. They ... they loved me but good.”“Are you sure you. Her hungry pussy ached to be bred. She worked out every drop of me while my body rejoiced. My pussy juices flooded down my thighs. My own cunt convulsed, sending waves of rapture lapping into my mind, mixing with the bliss firing from my dick.“Oh, yes, Ayishah, you’re just our little slut,” I moaned. “Mmm, you’re going to be such a naughty lover.” My eyes flicked to the king. “And she’s not the only wife you can have that’s a slut in bed.”“What?” he panted.“Imagine Queen Hana and Queen Basira. It was shortly before noon and what little shade there was appeared as pools of deepest black against the bone-white rock. This was an inhospitable landscape, at the edge of the wastelands. Neither man nor beast nor any of the many vile creatures inbetween ventured here unless absolutely necessary. Beyond the spires lay the desert, which stretched on for ever and ever, home only to the wind and the rocks and the ghosts of forgotten gods, or so the elders said...And yet, here was a man, walking.