Come, have me!”I said, “no, dear. To make this session more memorable, I want you to wear an Indian salwar kameez and I will tear your clothes and...make love to you. Trust me, it will be so much fun”.She was like, “what the hell!! No! So you want to fuck me in a role play? No, please do it this way and next time, we will do role play”I said, “Swapna, you look very hot in Indian dress. Please babe, fulfill my request” and my hand was on her pussy fingering all throughout which was making her wet. Her other fear now was that if the new Emir did not have her strangled, the Princess Zubeydeh would exact her revenge.Djamilla's fears were increased when the Chief Eunuch told her that she was no longer the Head Wife and that the new Emir had no wives but that his mother, the Princess Zubeydeh, would be using the Head Wife's separate living quarters and assuming the rôle of number one of the harem.Less disturbing was the news that he had ordered a display of all the women in the harem.. OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH YEEEESSSSSS! Mila cried out loudly, a few guttural noises escaping her lips as Natalie gently pushed her tongue all the way inside the other girl, slowly pulled it out, and then slowly pushed it back in again, Yes&hellip, yes&hellip, oh&hellip, yes&hellip, fuck me. Tongue fuck me my cunt Natalie. Mila sounded amazed. Natalie guessed her co-star wasnt expecting her to go this far. In all fairness neither was she, but Natalie felt like she couldnt help herself. Mila was just so. It was cold enough that most stayed indoors to stay warm. Carson loved to help me at the helm. He would sit up in the window and talk to me for an hour at a time. We talked about Sponge Bob Square pants, we sang some silly kids songs that he had learned, and he drew some pictures for me on some typing paper. Carson was enjoying the man to man attention. I hoped he did get his father back.A little over twenty-four hours after we had left Sicily, we were docking at the exclusive yacht club.