Britney stared at my hard member approvingly. Now I'm not going to lie, I'm by no means the biggest bloke in the world but I'm not small either. She s...emed more than pleased with the 7 inches of hard throbbing flesh stood to attention in front of her. She sat up and shuffled across until she was sat right on the edge of the sofa. She then wrapped her hand around my length and eased back the foreskin, revealing my purple, throbbing helmet. She began by flicking her tongue over the engorged end,. “I’m very close… I’m not letting you out, I want it in!” she replies, fulfilling my silent wishes.We both continue, out of breath, getting closer and closer to our breakpoint. I rub her clit with a purpose, I want to make her cum with me, I want us to share this moment of bliss. I reach it first, unable to delay it further, but continuing as much as I can to rub her. “I’m cumming!” I exhale loudly.I shoot my first rope of cum in her, hitting her insides with force. It triggers her orgasm,. Daytime sex sessions with the old Emir had been rare events and were a signal honour. Her natural caution made her think that this Emir was very young and perhaps his afternoon romps would not be as rare and significant as an older man's. Only time would tell. Perhaps if he filled her cunt again she would know he wanted her pregnant.She slipped into his bedroom, not at all worried about the lack of an attendant eunuch this time and insinuated herself under his bedcover at his feet and wormed. After we finished our dinner without speaking too much, he said can I get him some milk before we sleep. I took his a glass of milk in my nightie, he was on the balcony only with his lungi and said thank you. After a while he started telling, “Sorry Saga, me and your MIL were not behaving like elders, I saw you leaving the room when we were in a bad state on the balcony. I felt very bad and wanted to ask sorry, that is the reason, I sent your MIL.” I was shocked to hear this and said: “Sorry.