The talk turned to idle chatter about the different ways of making coffee and the merits of the various pastries on offer.When Gwenllian put down her ...offee cup, the Emir said, “Gwenllian, strip.”“What?” she asked.“You said you would obey. Strip. Now.”Slowly she rose and started to unbutton her blouse.“Stop.”She froze.“I don’t want a striptease. I want you naked as fast as possible,” he ordered.Gwenllian took off her clothes hurriedly, dropping each garment on the floor. A eunuch collected them. "No problem, brotherhood of the bar nuts," I said.He chuckled. "Beer," he called out to the bartender. He was a regular. There was no need to specify any further.The lead-in to the six o'clock news mentioned a story about Kim Basinger."If only I wasn't married," he said. "She was just in Nine 1/2 Weeks. I damn near melted." I prefer Michele Pfeiffer." I'd take her as a second choice," he said."I'm single, but somehow I don't think my chances are very good." Women," he said."Yeah, but it. After a few minutes she popped her head up and grinned. She said "Should we take this to my bedroom?" in which John promptly obliged. As they finally got to the bedroom John threw off his clothes and hopped right into bed. Sarah grabbed a lighter and lit some candles to set the mood. Although they could have sex in a dark basement and would be fine after so long. She had one surprise left for John though. She looked at him in bed holding his dick and she started to unbutton her blouse revealing. Pulling her down on the sofa beside me, I kissed her tenderly on the lips. “It's a lie Jenny, what people say about doctors and nurses not being sexually aroused by their patients. I'm bisexual Jenny. I have a husband that screws me until I can't stand it anymore and have to plead with him to stop. But I love having sex with girls too.” Julie turned sideways on the sofa, pressing her body tightly against mine, as she slipped her leg between my thighs, pressing her knee tightly against my.