He would make certain that they definitely did this night. But not yet, these games had just begun. ‘Yes, Sir,’ the whispered response was barely...audible, even this close, even for a man, who had honed his senses for most of his adult life. ‘Good. Girl,’ he touched her nowhere except his hands resting lightly upon her shoulders. He paused, allowing the silence to heighten the sensations, the anticipation to build. He watched as the tensions of the past few days drained from his slave’s body.. Palace."The Marine acting as doorman for the party was about to say something when he saw Sharon who passed him the Emir's invitation on which she had scribbled the names of the two women."His Magnificence Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever and have many sons, Emir of Kobekistan, with Her Highness the Princess Alima and Her Highness the Princess Ayda," the Marine intoned, desperately trying to avoid looking at the curved flesh close to his side.All conversation stopped and all eyes turned. "Lick me good slave or else" she ordered Then sat on my mouth, i licked sucked and swallowed in desperation as to try a gulp some air she was sitting so tightly on my face, she raised slightly and her hands appeared as she opened her folds to me i saw the wet pink of her pussy surrounded by the dark outer skin, then i heard her say "Suck him or die" i felt a warm dry mouth around my cock, it felt strange something different to the women who have sucked me before apart from the dryness of the. She was soon up again and I saw him make a bee line for her when the music slowed again, she knew I was watching and I could see his hands on her waist.He moved them down a little by now he must have felt her suspender belt, I could have wanked there and then.She came back and said he asked her for a coffee on Monday lunchtime as they both worked in the same building, where's his wife, she said they were sitting the other side and she was to busy talking.We got a cab home and my hand was soon.