The shit hit the fan when she returned home for the summer. Her family couldn’t afford any more schooling and married her off to the sheik. She was ...rapped! She couldn’t go anywhere without an escort and, as the lowest wife on the totem pole, had no reason to leave the compound anyway. That status also meant she got all the shit jobs.Sex was a problem. Her husband stuck his puny dick in her once a month only because it was required by religious law. She’d had a normal Western sex life at. They were ready to drill for oil.The drilling was slow again this morning, but the repaired lacing on the leather drive belt was holding like a new one. In six hour’s time, they had only drilled a few feet. This was going to be a long day!When the six girls rode up, all dressed in long warm woolen coats, they tied their horses to the hitching rail and walked over to the fire. Kit got Little Eli’s attention and nodded with a grin as she looked over toward the loading pens.“Dad, we’re going to. “I guess I should think about moving on then,” I said, sadly.“No!” The others all chorused.“Look, I don’t like this any more than you do, but I’m just putting you all at risk.” I said.Carol put her hand on my arm. “You don’t get it - you’ve given each one of us a precious, precious gift. I wouldn’t be alive today if it wasn’t for you. Each one of us would be grieving the loss of someone dear to us if you hadn’t stepped in and helped us with your healing hands.”“If they discover where we are. I unlace her shoes,remove her socks, and kiss her feet. Usually, I lick her toes, but nottonight. Instead, she pulls the hair on the top of my head and draws mebetween her legs. She spreads, forking a limb up over the side of thecouch, I kneel on the floor beside her, turning my head and resting thebeak of my face on her hood. I lick her smooth, hairless womanhood, workingmy tongue into her lips, engorging her folds. I do this for hours, feelingher pulse quicken and subside, over and over.