'' the physician helped me to my feet and into bed as my servant fetched me a glass of water. ''Tell me what is wrong. The Sultan is extremely worried...about you, your highness.'' he confessed to me. ''Nothing, I feel fine. I just keeping throwing up.'' I told him innocently. ''And when was you last period, your highness?'' he asked bluntly.''Emm...I don't know. Now that you mention it, it has been a while.'' I told him as the penny dropped in my head. After an examination and a blood test I was. "Oh god yes Mumma." She giggled at this, and saddled up her thick ripe thighs over my chest getting into a 69 position. My eyes were glued to her as she inched her ass closer and closer to my waiting mouth. I grabbed a handful of fleshy ass cheeks in each hand and pulled them gently apart. My nostrils filled with her earthy scent. It smelled like a public restroom at the beach on a hot summer day. My tongue darted in all directions lapping her bottom, and my dick sprang to attention and was. Only when we'd drag some of our family or friends into oneof our contests, there would be a symbolic prize.But not this time. Besides receiving the formal title of the best wife,there was no other award, which is why I enjoyed the full formality of theoccasion. And of course, because it was hardly a secret that I was thewinner of the contest. Which was both a delight and a huge relief, becauseI badly needed a victory. Recently, Marla had whooped my ass in bothtennis and golf, which I had. " I've never gone to school up here." Her voice had lost its sparkle. "I only moved up here at the beginning of summer." I went to Swain County High School. I bet you'll like it." I bet I won't," she whispered and got up from the table.Jason followed her to the buffet and loaded up a plate of pizza slices. Di got some pizza and salad.There were four high school girls at a table watching them and whispering to each other. Jason instantly dismissed them before heading back to the table where Di.