If he found water, the canteen would carry him through.Lou's strength seemed to increase even as each morsel passed his lips. The moisture did the mos... good. His blistered, cracked lips soaked up every drop they could. His swollen tongue softened. He even had enough saliva now to swallow whole bites of the cooked meat. Every bite held a taste of pure exultation. He might never admit how close he had come to giving up, but he could feel confidence in his own survival filling him as the roasted. I was instantly turned on and could feel my resistance slipping away. I was standing naked and soaking wet and my cock had already swelled to it's full length and was sticking out in front of me. I took it in my hand and slowly began to stroke it as I tried to imagine what this fucking woman had in mind. “Peter! Are you still there? What are you doing? She asked, snapping me out of my daydream. “Are you thinking about what you did earlier, you fucking adulterer? You fucked my face, …...do you. "Just look at my hair, mortal! And I just had it done for the Caliph's4,000th birthday party," she screeched. "Now I have to ask that djinn todo it all over again and I do so hate his roving hands and eyes." Well you did free me from the bottle so make your wish so I can repairthe damage before the caliph sees me."Bob thought his prayers had been answered and he could hardly contain hisexcitement. Here was his chance to be the best 'song and dance' man intown. And that's exactly what he. "My little sister wants to get fucked, doesn't she?" I said, as I looked into her eyes. "We need to make them come to us. Follow my lead," I told her. I turned her around so I was behind her and we were facing the guys, still dancing in the middle of the room. Making eye contact with the taller of two, I fixed him with my best "come hither" look, as I ran my hands over my sister's tits. He elbowed his friend, and nodded toward us. His friend's head snapped around and I thought his jaw was going.