.. please no," simpered the shapely brunette, "we... we were... so engrossed..." I saw that," said Hassan. "But that is no excuse. Respect for your Ma...ter is paramount..." Yes... yes..." agreed Dina."Bend over and touch your toes," ordered Hassan. Dina did so at once. "Melanie, fetch the cane," added Hassan.The other culprit on the bed hurried to obey. Isabel watched silently, understandingly. She still had the feel of Hassan's massive black root in her. She respected his power. In every sense.. My only problem was that my nylon clad feet kept wanting to slide off the edge of the bed."Now for the hard part. Go slow Chris and pull it out if I need you too," I nervously requested.Chris put his cock up to the top of my already filled entrance. With no room, he was trying to create his own by pushing and as the head stretched my asshole even further, I couldn't take it."Ow, ow, ow. Pull it out! Pull it out!" I gasped.After two more attempts and maybe just a little further each time, Jay. Uuhh?”Instead of answering her I was shamelessly staring at her breasts. I saw her left nipple pointing out from her thin blouse material. Gulabo saw my eyes roaming on her bosom and she quickly covered her blouse with her saree pallu.“Munna, How dare you look at my chest and stop playing with your…….Ram Ram..!” She hissed at me angrily.“I can’t help it,” I smiled. “My cock got hard on seeing your breasts, and Ifeel like rubbing. What’s wrong with that?” I said taking advantage of the situation. I knew she was the queen of the tribe. At this moment the music started up again. The drums pounded out a slow, yet erotic rhythm. The wind instruments began playing a romantic melody suggesting a love song. The dancers that had danced before me one by one, all came out into the courtyard and started dancing slow and in a sexually suggestive nature. Once again I was led around the courtyard in front of each of these beautiful young women. This time they did not keep their hands to themselves..