"Did you refuse him in any way?" he stormed.The girl was really frightened now."No, Master, I would never refuse the Emir his rights. You had sent me ...o him and so why would I refuse, even if he were not the Emir?" she said, trying to placate him."Don't answer me back," he snapped, "Come," and with that he strode from the room.As she feared, he led her straight to a whipping frame made in a vertical X form with restraints at the ends of the four arms. She was quickly fastened to this frame at. "That's it!" she said, rising to herfeet, "It's on!" And what happened next? An old-fashioned pillow fight. The type thatgirls insist never ever happens at their sleepovers. One with pillows,screaming, pyjamas and slight erotic undertones. Without the aid of abra, my boobs wobbled like a plate of jelly in an earthquake, it slowedme down a little but I was playing to win. The pillows came thick andfast. Lilly threw her only weapon, a boomerang pillow at me and missed,it didn't return to her. " 2) Danny added, "Nah, lesbians are too much trouble. You gotta give the marks a little show, when they see a girl walking down the street with long shapely legs they all slow down to take a look."3) "Large tits." Brian disagreed, "Guys want bitches with large tits, you get one with red hair and you can make a fortune."4) "Whoa.. Just don't get a blond. They're nice to look at but they're just plain stupid!" Eric interjected.5) Carl exclaimed, "You know I wish we could find out. Each of. He had one hand in my hair, while his other hand traced my curvy body… We kissed for what seemed like forever, a kiss full of lust, passion, and love. With each stroke of his tongue my panties got wetter, with every bite and nibble our bodies grew closer. Pretty soon I was on his lap grinding on him. Both of his big, strong hands were on my back trying desperately to bring me closer to his body; while my arched back and gyrating hips brought me closer and closer to my first orgasm of the night..