In fact, I never had a chance to swing either of my weapons because of the superlative work done by the soldiers. I planned to make a point of that to...the pharaoh.The whole attack was a farce, and I could see no point to it. Maybe I would find out later. In any case, the palanquin was lifted, and I helped the pharaoh to his feet. Immediately, several retainers rushed up to brush him off. He suffered through that as only a pharaoh could and stepped back into his seat in the palanquin. The. Dancing close, grinding, my hands were roaming and she was not protesting. In fact she was really working it. She was also getting pretty drunk. She also took note that several ladies spoke to me during the evening. We headed home around 11pm and she was really loose. Once in the house it was like a high school date. She pressed me against the wall kissing and grinding. We were both groping and grabbing. Then we were on the couch and clothes started coming off. I got her dress down exposing her. “Obviously,” I said. “Do you know anyone with a real cock?” Asked Gemma, innocently. “Ha ha a few!” I said. I would have suggested Steve from the gym, but he was my ace in the pack, kept for special occasions. “How about the guy at the shop?” Said Laura. “What? Pete?” “Yeah, why not?” “I suppose…” “Who’s Pete?” Asked Gemma, sensing a breakthrough. Pete was a student who did Saturdays at the local Co-op. He fancied his chances. Tried a bit too hard. He wasn’t bad looking really but I wasn’t. We played for a while more but then decidedit was time to leave but made plans to meet the couple there again the following day and perhapscontinue the game and up the ante… hum that could be interesting!At this point I was so horny I knew I wasn’t going to make it home before I would have to at least suckmy husband’s cock. As we were walking back to the car I told him that I really needed to suck hiscock. As soon as I said that I could see his cock growing again in his bathing suit!! YUMMY I.