Just then he resumed stroking his cock, faster than before, and the tense moment disappeared. She walked over to his side and sat on the bed next to h...m. “My turn.” She whispered into his ear, and she slid her hand across his lap and onto his cock. She started to stoke him, shocked by his sheer size. It must have been a good seven or eight inches long, with a surprising amount of girth. She could feel the veins pulsing under her palm as she continued to move up and down. “We shouldn’t, we. "Rashid has no choice but to kill her if I refuse. He would look weak." And if you go, it will undo—" I gave you an order!" Kyle growled, spittle flying from his lips. "Send Christy in!" Yes, Sultan," Britney hissed, her bushy, brown hair standing on ends. "If that is what your foolishness commands." It is!"Christy trembled as she stepped into the sapphire room, her black staff gripped in sweaty hands, the door thudding behind her. Britney had almost been spitting with rage when she had stormed. "Fucking cunt!" Whore!" Trollop!"She ducked her head and threw herself at me clearly trying to wrap her arms around my middle while simultaneously using her head to ram me in the guts and to try to knock me over. I back-peddled frantically and managed to get far enough away that, by the time she reached me, all the power from her rush had dispersed. True, she still managed to lock her arms around my waist but she presented me with a wonderful view of the top of her head. Taking hold of a. "I suggest brother," Truda growled, "that if you start a fight with Alan that I be NO WHERE near. I would kick your ass when you both were done. What Alan has given us should make you happy not wanting to fight!" This time it was Harman who was putting his hands up as he was retreating before his rapidly advancing sister. Alan could only shake his head again as he heard Harman yell when Truda started to punch her brother. "Ow! Damn it Truda I am only looking after..." "I," Truda growled, "am a.