AGorean retrospect which asks "Can a lowly slave save a great and powerfulUbar from the wrath of the Priest Kings?" Ages ago in this harsh yet fertile...land there was one of the prevalent Ubar'sof Ar named Indra. Often after his dinner with his favored slave Indrani athis side he would rejoice in looking out across the city in wonder as how majesticthe city is. Ar has always been blessed to be the central hub of all the lands.He would ponder on such things as he wandered the great halls of the. Glad to see you.'" as he was zipping up his pants. I then was wondering what he was doing, I had a pretty good idea though. It did take him some time to zip up his pants. He said, "How did you get out here?" I said, "On my bike." He then walked me around the barn and was showing me his horses and then he said he had to do some chores and stuff and if I would like to help him. I said I would why not. He then asked me if I had ever ridden a horse before. I said that I had but it had been. ” I looked properly chastised. “It won’t happen again.”“I wasn’t thinking of a girl. I was thinking more of a woman with a girl’s body, a quiet woman, but a hot one when aroused, I suspect.”I stared at Mom. Did she know? How could she?“I wondered what Sayuri was doing reaching inside your car.” Mom paused to let that little bombshell hit home. “I thought you were giving her something but her hand came out empty, like it had gone in.”Mom was grinning, obviously quite amused by the stupefied look. She had done her fair share of scat, puke & pee play and incest, which she thought were at the pinnacle of pervertedness, but this new sexual activity she had experienced, trumped them all. Back in the shower, Emilia, replaying the scene again and again in her mind, started fucking herself faster and faster with her fingers while her thumb played with her clit. Her body started to convulse as waves of pleasure washed through her body and she reached another mind numbing climax, collapsing onto.