Under other circumstances, Trisha enjoyed getting up early and starting her day. However, she was comfortable and too wrapped up in her memories of la...t night to want to plunge into the present."The family should be here shortly, so, yes, we need to get up or take the chance on giving someone a show." Mark paused as he took a deep breath. "Shit! They're here! I can smell the coffee which means that if I don't come down soon, someone will come up to get me — probably my dad or Joe. Why don't you. Her cunt was beautifully wet and slick. I withdrew almost all my cock and surged slowly forward again. It was lovely. But with a sigh, I had to withdraw and roll-on a condom. Before re-entering her, I sunk two fingers into her wetness and then pushed my cock back in – it was easy now. Once in, I used one hand to squeeze a nipple and my wet fingers to expose and press on her clitoris. On touching her point, she moaned and began rocking against me. So I fucked her fast and furious while working. The evening passed in good humour and comradeship engendered by the past few days of unusual enjoyment of the celebrations.When the feasting was nearly over, the small competition dais was equipped with two whipping benches and the winners were brought back, dressed only in their golden gowns of leading members of the Golden Palace harem. They took their places on the benches, lifting the gowns to the waist to reveal two pairs of shapely buttocks, and the Emir announced that the Chief Eunuch. Although my wife and I had enjoyed threesomes with our housemate and had swapped partners with other couples, this party could be an opportunity for two of our sexual fantasies to become a reality. My wife's fantasy was one where she is used for sexual gratification by a group of very well hung men. In a similar vein, I had a long standing fantasy of attending a bachelor party where no one knows that the woman providing the naughty entertainment for the night is actually my wife. So we all were.