They have been with me for years, why doubt them now. No matter how much his mind tried to defend them, the suspicion grew stronger every passing seco...d. Like a geyser building pressure, the doubt inevitably exploded.Thinking back to the morning, he remembers the boys seemed jumpy. As soon as he walked out of the door behind them, their hand went into their pockets faster than a bullet. The suspicion tormenting him, he could stand it any longer. He needed to know.The boys were downstairs. I tried to make no noise. Grabbing some clothes to put on I head back into the living room to get dressed. Since it was Saturday I really didn’t have any plans. I was going to just get in a walk. But I can’t leave until she wakes up. I turned on the tv and just flip around to see if there is anything to watch as I wait for her to get up.Checking to see if she had awaken yet. I slowly opened the door. I could see that she was still sleeping and she had moved some of the covers to expose her. Al-Mansur was notorious even back then; he had killed any number of slave girls already; those that survived him were often damaged beyond repair.I concentrated on giving Paul the best blow job ever. I knew it would be the last one I would ever give him. He told Al-Mansur that he would call him back and relaxed on the bed, enjoying my ministrations. I soon had a mouthful of his essence, and savored it as it would be the last time I could taste him." After his orgasm Paul lied back on the bed,. She looked into his eyes and licked her lips, then turned to Erica. “Can I have it, Mistress?” she pleaded. “Please?” She looked down on his cock with a hungry expression. Jeff couldn’t believe his ears. “Not yet, Mary,” Erica said in a firm voice. Mary’s face took on a pouting expression, and Erica’s face grew stern. “You can play with your husband’s cock later. Now we have other things to do.” She pointed to the bed. “Get on the bed and show Jeff how much you appreciate him being here.”Mary.