" My mouth was dry. My head was pounding. What had just happened?I remembered casting the Rite of Insight, and getting the last linewrong. Then there ...ad been a phone call...? Yes, I had been called intowork. One of the bag boys had called in sick, and my blowhard of a bosshad absolutely insisted I come in. Except... Except who in their rightmind would call a princess in to work as a bag boy?Something was off. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but somethingwas definitely off. I tried to. Steve's parents were very wary of me even after I converted and even on the day of our marriage his mother told me that I was a white whore (I am missing some of the Arabic terms out to make it easier to read) and that his son would be disinherited if I was unfaithful to him in any way.We had a lovely wedding and honeymoon but after 6 months Steve was summoned alone to the family home and when he came back he was unable to tell me what had been said - he was furious with his parents but he was. I sucked a little harder and then he really vocalized. He hardened; he stilled; and then he came in my mouth, his hands tight around my wrists, his hips pushing into me. He was thick and salty and I drew on him until he was done. When he let go of my wrists, I took him out of my mouth. His handsome face was flushed and his organ still twitched. "That was..." His eyes searched my face. "...surprising." I was still on my knees in front of him. "Was it okay?" He lifted his eyebrows and helped. She sat back down on him, moaning loud.She was soon slamming herself up and down on him and he held her waist as she fucked him so hard. After a while, I saw her stopping and I noticed her nice legs were shaking in pleasure. I knew she had come on his cock.Ana slowly stood up and I saw his dick pull out and fall between his thighs.She placed her hands on his shoulders again as she bent over, showing me her dripping wet pussy lips. Ana smiled at me, asking if I wanted to lick the mix of her.