As they drove back to the Palace, the Emir said, "I was intrigued in the brothel by the girl who was so rude." Master, it was you yourself who decreed...she should not be punished," Kamal Qumsiyeh reminded him."Oh, yes, I know. It wasn't that. Can you have her brought to the Golden Palace later today, dressed exactly as she was, in that rather dirty gown?" As the Master wishes," said the Head of Protocol, looking worried."No, no," said the Emir, "I don't want her there for me, or permanently. She. And Liz, it was beautiful to watch you two make love, and to see that Dick saw to your needs before his. You could learn from that, Peer!"In reply, Peer took Inge's left breast into his mouth and sucked on the nipple. Then Inge surprised me. "Dick, do you want a taste, too?" You mean, of your milk?" But of course. Have you had mother's milk before?" My mom told me I was breast-fed, but I don't remember it." Would you like some now? Maybe the taste will bring back the memory."I looked at Peer,. "Oh, hey mom," I said, trying to sound as casual as I could as I bunched my sister's panties up in my free hand and hid them behind my back. This forced casualness was made even more difficult as Casey lowered her head once more to begin softly suckling on the end of my dick."Ed? Can you hear me now? The signal was terrible earlier, all I could hear was moans and grunts. Are you okay? it sounded like you were in pain." Oh, yeah, sorry. It was nothing, just a bad line. I could barely make you. S. have their heads up their ass about doing them. I thought if I got a nearby club, we could play there part of the time. It’d be fun.”Elsa asked, “Do you know anything about running a nightclub?”“Not the foggiest.”“So, you’d get a manager to do it?”“Yes. I should probably buy the place through a shell company too, so that I don’t show up as the owner. It might impact the bottomline of my other businesses as well as feed the sharks in the media. Anyway, I was hoping you’d help me make this.