" Just call me Ayda, unless you want me to call you Madam Ambassador, and to answer only in 'on the record' statements." Thank you. I can't promise th...t what you say will not be reported back to my superiors, but I can say it came from, quote, someone in the harem, unquote, if you prefer," offered Sharon.Ayda's peal of laughter caused heads to turn."What possible damage could being quoted verbatim in the USA, or anywhere else, possibly do to the senior wife of the ruler of this land?" she. " Of all the gall," snapped Helen. "Stop that," she added with a hiss as Paul lifted the front of her skirt again.Paul just grinned, a finger hooking the crotch of her panties, pulling then out and to the side, so that when he release them they snapped back bunched to one side. He started rubbing the exposed pussy."Come on, I dare you. Give your all to protect Christy. We've got time."He withdrew his hand and unzipped. Before Helen's horrified gaze he calmly brought out his erection. Quite a. Entering his room once I found it was very different from what I had expected. Instead of various machines breathing for him, monitoring him and everything else I was surprised that there was only a single machine that was monitoring his heart. Brodie was also sitting up with a book in his lap, reading, when I entered his room with only a cast on his arm to show that anything at all had happened.Once we had said our greetings he told me how his so called heart attack had happened working out in. I stood naked in the bathroom thinking of Bobby and his huge cock. My pussy was so wet. The water was hot like the steam that filled my lungs. I let it run from the top of my head to the floor of the shower. My left hand on the shower wall as the fingers of my right hand played over my clitoris. I never heard the shower door open, never heard his step in behind me. I felt his hands on my hips and his hard cock pressing into my asscrack. ”Can I wash your back?”I said nothing, I just reached for.