The bacchanalian festivities grew fainter with every step they took from the great hall. Their only other company was the marketer, who trailed behind...enjoying the view. They pranced outside into the unexpected chill of the night air. The rainy season had arrived. Though no drops had fallen, a heavy fog lay thick on the ground. It instantly enveloped them in its shroud. Its heavy blanket muffled the senses so the only sound was from the distant flutes and strings from the great palace hall. . I'm going home to takea shower." Jack turned to leave, "Don't stay too late, we can find outwhat went wrong tomorrow and find out who is sick enough to play a jokelike this." Gesturing towards the penis.Dave was half listening, half trying to figure out what was going on inhis head, why did he feel so horny all of a sudden. "Okay, see yatomorrow." Dave said without looking away from the cock. He waved hishand over his head at Jack.Jack chuckled as he walked out. Whoever had played that prank. I just loved watching her, her eyes wide-open now focussed on my cock and her hot pink tongue flicking over and around the tip of my cock. She moved her tongue around my cock, licking it with both the top and underside of her tongue, until she came to the hole at the tip of my cock. She flicked her tongue over my piss-hole, tasting my pre-cum that was constantly leaking out of it, probing at the hole gently with her tongue. I was groaning with pleasure almost constantly now, and saw her steal a. He motionedto me.Look, it wasn't because I was his slave. It wasn't because I was wearinga dress. It wasn't because I had been through hell for the last year.But I submissively sank to my knees, and I took him into my mouth. Hewas a strong Omani man with a good teeth and a flat stomach and bulgingshoulders. A girl could do worse. I loved it when his cock spewed forth.I liked buzzing him. I liked it when Aza and Dalia came in and began tostroke us both.It was nice. Dalia kissed Aza, and Jabar.