My cries of pleasure got louder and louder. ‘Please, Sir, please may I cum?’ ‘Oh, not just yet.’ I sobbed, I was so close it took every oun...e of strength I had left to fight it off. I bit my lip so hard I was afraid I’d bite through it. I tried to focus, chanting, ‘Please.’ Under my breath. It felt incredible. I was so full and he was rubbing everything sensitive, it made my arse sting but the pain mixed in with the pleasure and added to it. ‘Please, Sir, please, please, please, oh my god. I had just started discovering the beginning of masturbation. I would take a bath and when I reached down to wash with a cloth, I started noticing I was getting hard. I soon learned to get rid of the cloth and just apply soap on it and play with my penis. I would spend quite of bit of time just rubbing the soap from bottom to tip but to no avail, nothing ever happened. I would just get sore and then have to stop. I even tried thinking of what the guys talked about, but it did absolutely nothing. Was she really just going to offer herself to me? Just like that? I was so prepared to have to seduce her. "Yes," I replied definitely.With that she leaned in, placing her soft lips on mine. She kissed me gently, then not so gently. Our lips parted and our tongues met, thrashing against each other, tasting beer and salt and lime and tequila. Before I knew it her hand was on my breast and my hand was on her thigh, inching up her skirt. I caressed and tickled over her panties, then I pulled them. She learned that the Ruby Palace was the official home of the Crown Prince, the Golden Palace housed the Emir himself, and the Emerald Palace was traditionally given as a sign of favour to one or another of the Emir's children.The country lived, and lived well, on oil exports, almost all of which were "heavy crude" which apparently was dug out of the ground rather than being pumped as a liquid. There was a population of three million in the country of whom about one million were described as.