And not more than a fewslaves. While Zorban didn't discriminate between different species, allthe slaves were female; each of them were gorgeous I s...ppose, though Ican honestly say that I was only ever attracted to the humanoid ones. Theslave girls were tormented and teased as they danced for the crowd,flirted with the onlookers, fanned the corpulent form of their master, andtwo of them were even off in the corner with a group of men...obviouslybeing molested by some of Zorban's men. The. I am almost to scared to move in fear that you might see or hear me and ruin this perfect moment but by instinct I begin to massage my growing cock through my pants. You haven't been able to reach orgasm yet and need more stimulation to get you there. Deciding to change positions you turn your head and see me. At first you don't know what to think of this strange man in your room but you notice I've been enjoying the view by the bulge in my pants. This could be the added stimulation you need.. Wow." He grinned wolfishly. "What on Earth could we do to fix that situation?"She laughed, but there was a sadness in her voice. "Now, now. Don't make this any harder on me than it has to be. We're out of time, with lunch coming to an end soon. Besides, I'm really serious about what we decided on Monday. Please don't tempt me. I'm trusting you as a gentleman. Prove to me that 'Good Alan' has control over 'Bad Alan.'" Damn! Why'd you have to put it that way? ... Okay. Damn, though. Double damn.. I heard Isabella gasp and knew she was about to cum and sure enough an instant later her body writhed beneath Katie’s fingers. To my amazement, a few seconds later Katie gasped and then squirted so hard her juices landed on my thighs as she climaxed again. It took a few minutes for the moans to subside as everybody recovered from their orgasms and for anything like normal banter to begin. One of those who’d not masturbated was Andrew, so when he asked mischievously if we were going to adopt a.