She was wearing a light blue colour saree which was low navel one and a low cut sleeveless blouse her saree was a transparent one and I could clearly ...ee her cleavage and my snake suddenly woke up forming a tent which she could easily notice then she said ask him to wait for some time. I looked down and smiled shyly.I noticed the lust in her eyes and went near her n planted a kiss on her neck she let out a soft moan then I caught her boobs from the front and kissed her neck continuously until I. Then she remembered the “good or bad thing” comment, and wished she had asked about it.Some days later in the harem a bemused Nicola was discussing this with the Emir’s mother.“Of course you are a Princess, and your name means ‘virgin’,” said Zub, “Your son, Prince Ghasaan, has a very old Arab name of which I do not know the meaning.”“Does he have a British name?”“I expect you can call him what you like, but remember he may become Emir one day.”“Emir? Is that possible?”“He is seventh in line. Myself wanting to know if he was with someone here which he said he was alone on the island, but then asked who the guy I was with me. Oh that was my husband, I said. Which he looked disappointed, but quickly telling him my husband I had a small spat and he was back at our hotel getting drunk and would he like to take a walk. He smiled and said sure, let’s go. We walked down the beach were we talked and laughed having a good time with me very much enjoying his company. Jeremy was tall, very. I saw chachi taking off her saree and adjusting herself on the bed. She embraced me pressing her boobs against my chest. I pretended to sleep. I was so tired of the journey that I don’t remember when I slept.In the morning, I woke up quite early. She was still sleeping with her petticoat wrinkled leaving her thighs displayed. While chacha faced another side, chachi folded her thighs around mine making our private parts touch each other. I looked at her belly button and wondered how it would.