Zubeydeh's thighs were turning red and then darkening to purple. He ignored her scream of pain, being well aware that she had never been caned properl... in her life. He was also well aware of the danger he was running. The Emir had ordered him to be as harsh as might be necessary to show Zubeydeh that she was back in the harem on sufferance, almost as a refugee from England. At the same time she was the Emir's mother. Furthermore, the Emir had used her as a concubine, mouth, cunt and arse, just. She was getting excited as, I was licking my tongue was deep inside her pussy she was moaning in excitement, than she told me to stop and told to open my dick out as I removed my inner wear my dick came out it was semi erect, she told to sit on her mouth so that she can suck my penis and I can suck her pussy.We both were in 69 she was sucking me very nice in few minutes my dick was in good strength, she told to put the dick inside her pussy as I had sucked her pussy my saliva had made it. I threw on a pair of gym shorts and stepped out of my door. Jax's bedroom door was open, but I managed to slip away without being seen. Unfortunately, she was already in the kitchen when I swung myself around the corner. My dad looked up when I walked in, saying good morning. "Hey, son, how was your night last night?" he asked, turning the page of his newspaper. I saw Jax smirk and glance over at me from behind him."It was awesome," I said, seeing Jax giggle to herself. I chewed on my lip as I. He was zipping up my dress and I felt his gentle hand on my back across my bra strap. He said, “You’re lovely Arunna.” He’s touched me before and he often tells me I look pretty but this was different. Maybe it was the tone; maybe it was because he didn’t say I ‘looked’ lovely but that I ‘was’ lovely. I don’t know; but I knew then without a doubt that he loved me more than just as a sister.I guess it shouldn’t have been that much of a surprise because I was more. He’s lived with me in Nagpur.