Though he had been there thousands of times, there was something different about it when you were Sultan and in charge of everything. Especially when ...ou were in charge of a gorgeous desert bloom like the Princess. Hands chained together and bound to Jafar’s snake staff, Jafar looked at his prize, standing besides his throne in the position he locked her in. His eyes traveled down her face to the skimpy top she was wearing, allowing a generous view of her cleavage. Her flat stomach was accented. I learned that the girls were both 18, the brunette's name was Becky and the blond was called Charlotte. When we got back we got pissed and stoned and got to know each other a bit more. I was surprised at how we all got a long considering I was twice their age and we had totally different backgrounds. I thought they were both really nice girls and it made me think about how judgmental I can be sometimes. We all had a laugh and there was a lot of flirting going on between me and Becky. It was. Inch by inch I worked my big cock up into her ass. The feeling was incredible, nothing had ever gripped my cock as hard as this, I was scared I’d cum too soon and wanted to prolong the sensation as long as I could. Looking down the sight was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen, Susie’s ass cheeks were split wide apart and I couldn’t believe how stretched her asshole was as my cock inched up inside her deeper and deeper.“How are you feeling sis?” I gasped“Full. I feel so fucking full.” She gasped. .. well, not gone, but definitely postponed.But when I stripped off and collapsed into my bed, it wasn’t a dreamless night that met me.Quite the opposite.I was on a stage.I don’t think it was the stage at the club - it was too clean, for one. But there were definitely elements of it - I could smell the cigar smoke that’s always present at Marty’s, the lights looked like they were arranged in the same way, and the whole room had this weird sense of familiarity.But, unlike Marty’s, it was.