The Chief Eunuch had already been wondering that himself, but he reassured her, and decided that the best way to resolve this would be for the Emir to...call for her services one night, and soon. He had his opportunity less than a week after Duha had first tasted the Princess Zubeydeh's juices, and felt her whip."One of the concubines tonight; it doesn't matter who," said the Emir, simply wanting a warm compliant female in his bed, but having no great plans for the night's activities."Perhaps. Besides I'm bored as fuck!" He laughed and stuck out his hand. "I'm Maxxie by the way."The boy's eyes scanned Maxxie's body. Tight skinny jeans that hugged his body and a half unbuttoned polo shirt. He stuck out his hand and shook Maxxie's firmly. "I'm Ethan. Nice to meet ya," he replied. He himself was wearing baggy pants and a black t-shirt with some strange probably 'American' band's name on the front.Maxxie nodded and walked up next to Ethan. He wrapped his arm around the other boy’s. It's her turn to sigh now. I remember what she likes. I lick both nipples alternating between them, adding little nips and small bites. Heather's sighs turn to moans and she takes one of my hands and places it between her legs. I can feel how wet she is already. I'm not sure who is wetter at this point.I stop playing with her breasts and help her slip off her panties. I smile at her and begin kissing my way down her belly. As I get closer to her center I can begin to smell her. That scent. She flinched before replying, "Because that was the only way that he would have let me come, and I wanted to go with you." Have you ever heard the phrase: That is not my secret to share?" I was not pleased.She shook her head to the negative."Stay there, I'll be back." I left to get some breakfast and time to think.What to do.I made myself some tea and thought. I let Armand knowwe would be leaving late, there was something I needed to take care of first. Megan asked what the delay was and I put.