Back to the present; she enjoyed the slick feeling of the lubrication from her first lover as this one slid in it. He’d been with her enough that sh... knew he was aware of the difference between going first or second or third in her day since she rotated them regularly. He made no comment or complaint; a wise young man.She wiggled her firm upward pointing breasts at him, asking for some attention. His eyes had been closed, apparently savoring the sensations he was getting but her motion popped. Amy was oblivious to the fact her mom was behind her and continued to work my cock. Cum for me, Mark. We dont have much time. If only she knew just how little time we had. Once again the thrill of being caught washed over me and out of nowhere I dumped another huge load down her loving throat. She didnt miss a drop, just kept jacking me and swallowed it all, moaning in pleasure at her accomplishment. After I came, I looked down at her and told her not to get up. Why? She asked, her devious. It was rough. “We’ll stay low until everything quiets down.”We waited while quiet returned. I asked, “Dave, do you shoot?”“No, sir.”I said, “Okay, Sharon, you will take a pistol as will I. Don’t look for trouble but being hurt to be nice isn’t the way to be.” She nodded.Misty said, “I can shoot, Taylor.”“Okay, I’ll give you my pistol. I have another in the truck. I don’t expect trouble but don’t want us to be innocent victims.”She nodded. I opened a storage door and reached inside. I pulled two. There were worked bronze braziers from Egypt throughout the room to supply warmth. At the very front of the room was a low divan with yellow silk cushions from Baghdad. It was there that the Sultan sat, nude, except for his fez. Before him knelt the most exotic treasure of all, a young woman from the hills of Lebanon. Miriam was nude as well, she had her mouth upon his cock and her hands upon his balls. She was only 18 years old but she was a master of her art. The Sultan had selected her out.