The dark Arab puts the little blue hat back onto my head and gives my a deep sip of sweet palm wine from his goat-skin. Then he lifts me as easy onto ...he high back of the horse as I would be a feather, but careful not to touch me in forbidden locations. And with an elegant jump he sits right behind me and drives the horse forwards into a racing sprint. We are flying together like a bird over the hot desert ground and the hawk experiences considerable hardship to follow our speedy ride. Fine, I. But later as the fair got closer. Everyone at home became busy in their work and I started to enjoy with Sharada.One day I and Sharada were fetching water in the house. I hugged her from behind and started pressing her boobs. As I got bone started rubbing my sick from back. She held my cock over the pant and pressed it for few minutes and told that her husbands dick length and girth is smaller than me. We forgot that people are there in house. After that while having bath I called her to rub my. “Why Mr. Potter, your work deserves an Outstanding,” Bridget declared several minutes later when she had caught her breathe. Harry snorted into her hair as he lay on top of his lover. “You did not just use that cheesy line,” Harry teased. “I did…what are you going to do about it?” Bridget challenged with a smirk.The Rider withdrew quickly leaving the woman feeling empty. She only had half a second to experience this emotion before she felt herself being flipped over and found herself bent over. I sucked harder and as his orgasm passed I kept sucking, slowly relaxing and sucking gentler, till I was tenderly sucking his soft dick like a baby sucking a bottle.=============== Chapter 8 =====================I woke up with a great feeling of freedom. Sure I was brought here against my will, but if I had known why they were bringing me here I would have come willingly. I stretched and went to look out the window for the first time in about a week. The sunlight momentarily blinded me but then.