I will take my leave now and let you get some sleep.”“Do you really have to go?” Zoey asked as she slowly walked up to him snaking her arms arou...d his neck, nuzzling it, her body rubbing against his.As she did so, she could feel his erection pushing against the buttons of his pants and against the apex between her legs. Raising her leg she hooked around his waist and sensually rubbed it against his crotch, her heel digging into his ass.“Been a while since I had a cock buried deep in my pussy,”. Sure enough when he strode into the Throne Room, there was the eighteen-year-old Crown Prince Mustapha lolling on the small throne on the dais. Surrounding him were a small number of his sycophantic supporters. Without pausing, the Emir strode up to the dais and mounted it.Turning to the assembled courtiers he said, "I have been away for some weeks. In that short time have you forgotten how to greet your Emir when he enters a room?"Most of those in the room made some form of shamefaced. He took stock of the noise. What was it? Did it mean something bad was coming? Ron heard it again, louder than the first time. He looked around and smiled as he made eye contact with the others in the movie line. Could they have heard it too, he thought. Then he was reminded once more of his bladder's need for relief. As he clenched he felt his stomach kick a little, and was revolted by the feeling that now he had to go in both directions. It came from nowhere, suddenly, like a lightening bolt. .. doing Mom."Unghh, unghh... what?"Had I said that out loud?"Nothing," I said. The hair went dark again. "Man," I said, "this is great," I added, trying to cover up for my supposed breach.I shagged Eleyna hard. She buried her head in the pillow and grabbed the sheets. Harder, harder. The hair went red. Yeah, heave... heave, yeah, like this, the headboard slammed into the wall, hard, hard, slam, slam, slam."Ahhhhhgghhhh," I yelled as Eleyna lifted her ass up and twisted it around my spewing.