"Am I hurting you?" he asked concernedly."God no," I gasped, "You're wonderful Mark, fuck me darling, fuck me."I think my language took him by surpris... because I felt his cock stiffen and he growled."I've never heard you swear before." You've never fucked me before." God you're sexy." I'm going to come Mark." Yes," he grunted, "Shall I pull out?" No, oh fuck no." I'm coming, Maureen I'm coming." Yes," I hissed, "Yes shag me Mark, shoot it all up me, Mark, MARKKK..."He stayed all night and. The disadvantages of 'civilisation' as it is understood in the West are nevertheless kept at bay. Advertising is negligible. Tourists are not permitted to enter the country. Women are not allowed to show their faces on the streets. Marriages are arranged by parents, who are wiser in their choices than the impulses of youth would be. There is none of the political brouhaha so frequent in democracies since the country is ruled by the Emir whom Allah has appointed. His word is law, literally; were. They proceeded to have what I thought was a humorous conversation about the size of their husbands' and apparently their lovers' equipment. For some reason something brought that conversation into my mind the other day. The following is what I made of it.I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. As always I must also add, that I can't leave a story alone. I could well have added some cock-ups after they have seen it and. .. My mind abruptly felt empty of his presence, his mental voice no longer coming into my head. I cried out his name several times, waiting for him to respond, but he did not. I quickly ran up to Atheria, who walked ahead of the group."He's gone! His voice is gone!" I told her."What happened?" Atheria asked in alarm."He told me that someone was coming, then he said that it was him. That was the last thing he said. I think it was Dred. Who else could it have been?"Atheria gravely nodded, her.