Not at this time. Instead, you’re being invited as a guest, just an associate for matters pertaining to this particular case.” Her voice was caref...lly neutral, but I could tell by the tone of her husky growl that this grim heroine hadn’t agreed with the majority decision.“Fair enough,” I sighed, “I’ll be seeing Doc Wilma tomorrow morning anyway. Pilsner’s up and walking now and doing well enough to be able to come home, so I’ll be picking him up then as well. Otherwise, I really don’t have much. She was much impressed when the Chief Eunuch confirmed that this was indeed the harem of His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever, situated in the Golden Palace. Since the Emir had said nothing of what was to be done with her, or why she was there, the Chief Eunuch had her prepared as for the Emir's bed, with special emphasis on bathing, and had her dressed in the usual Royal harem costume of bolero jacket and transparent split trousers.When the Emir was told that she. That's it." Kira bobbed in long motions, my son's penis becoming over-engorged. "Do it, Dex," I told my son, "fill her mouth." Kira braced herself by making her movements more shallow and tightening her lips. "Cum in your sister's mouth, Dex ... oh, God..." My fingers were sliding between my legs as I watched.My son started to jerk. "Oh ... Oh ... it's coming ... I'm cumming ... Oh ... Oh ... Uuuuhhhhhhhggggggg ... ooohhhhmmmmmgg..."Kira snorted as her brother's cum fired against the back of. ” Greg beamed back as he followed her into the house and closed the door behind them. He enjoyed his weekly lesson every bit as much as Jen did. They didn’t kiss or hug, smiles were all that was appropriate for the teacher/pupil relationship they had, despite their becoming good friends over the months… and the latent feelings they both harbored. “I was in Switzerland last week.” He handed her a small box that was decorated in tasteful gold and a pink ribbon. “Thought you.