"You alright?" I asked rather concerned.She nodded and smiled in reply, and a for a minute or so she just lay on top of me.Then Hannah, wanted to try ...t, and her friend then slipped of my still hard wet cock and lay down beside me on the floor, before the hot little blonde straddled my waist, took hold of my cock, and then just like her friend lowered herself onto it.Again we both groaned as her little wet pussy made contact with my cock, and I watched excitedly once more as her little trimmed. The girls will be there to support you soon. I will see you later,” said Brecht Chatzke.Jason contacted Beth and told her what happened.“The Empress contacted me directly after you spoke to her, Jason. We are watching Abel and Etta closely. If I was in Satora’s shoes I would accelerate the agenda if I could. He knows he is in deep trouble and time has run out for him!” Beth stated flatly. “He knows you got away.”“Jason please concentrate on looking after Razza. The Empress alerted the Empire. " she demanded in between moans.I thrust harder. The bed squeaked loudly as I forced my cock deep into her hot pussy. She gripped the sheets as she felt my throbbing married manhood deep inside her.As I was fucking, I got the feeling we were being watched, and I swear I heard girlish giggling. I had my suspensions that Heather's daughter and her friend had heard her mothers exclamations and were now enjoying the free show. But I wasn't about to ruin the moment by calling attention to their. A story for another time, inch'Allah."Follow me, Sahib.”The Moor says “master” like a wise man who bows, but knows better.He doesn't wait for your answer, strides away. The crowd breaks on him like waves on an old rock. It's late, people seek the lights, the food and the fresh pots of mint tea. But the Moor goes against the flow, into the dark corner of the square, the one your eyes ignore and your heart aches for.You follow him blind through the laces of the souk, into this ever-changing sea.