Again the Emir waited, and again Mahmoud ibn Sultan did not move to offer her to him.Using the only part of the ritual still available to him in the a...sence of a sponsor, the Emir asked, "Well, girl, what should I call you?"The response startled him as the woman burst into song again with just a snatch of an aria from La Bohème and sang, "Si. Mi chiamano Lama."The Emir rose slowly, slipped off his clothes and just as slowly but firmly entered her vagina, thrusting in and out several times.. Just some lade posing in different outfits.Maybe she was a celebrity?I knew something about photography, from our long time together, so Idecided to develop some of these and see whether I recognized thesubject.It took a while but finally I had several dozen developed photos,which I spread out on our dining table and examined.The lady did not seem to be a celebrity. I did not recall seeing herin the news, either. She was not anyone I recognized from around town.Hmmm. So....?I looked more. The few times I tried to search her face to see what she was thinking it looked harder than I ever remembered seeing it before, but I tried not to concentrate on her as I struggled with our small children.At some point I remember putting my foot down and said "Look do you live here or not. I can't take not knowing what is going on with you. I deserve to know what you are doing and if you are coming home. We have children that depend on having both parents."Katie walked away without even. God, it was amazing ... I had always thought that women tended to just 'tinkle' in contrast to men, but she was like a goddamned firehose and seemed to go on and on. It must have taken her nearly a full minute to empty her bladder and I have to say that I was totally transfixed, not to mention incredibly turned on by the sight, for the whole time it lasted.Naturally, as with all good things, the moment ended and she stood up once more. She bent, picked up her bikini bottom and, stepping into.