Zubeydeh's thighs were turning red and then darkening to purple. He ignored her scream of pain, being well aware that she had never been caned properl... in her life. He was also well aware of the danger he was running. The Emir had ordered him to be as harsh as might be necessary to show Zubeydeh that she was back in the harem on sufferance, almost as a refugee from England. At the same time she was the Emir's mother. Furthermore, the Emir had used her as a concubine, mouth, cunt and arse, just. Her breasts press against your back as you idly run your little hand over my shape sensing it throbbing just for you. I look at you hotly and ask “are your little friend's panties wet baby?” Your eyes flare with the permission I've given you and you kneel up, hand still on my shaft rubbing and turn towards her. “Dumb cunt, “ you sneer at her. “You don't know how lucky you are that he lets me have this” You pull her by her hair until she's bent over the bed beside me. He ass shown off in your. I am always left unsatisfied! And she started crying.Then, I gave her a tight hug and in no time and we started kissing each other very passionately, our tongues were rolling out in each other’s mouth. Then, she removed my t-shirt too and I removed her shirt and salwar and what I saw was beyond words!The sex goddess was standing in front of me in just black bra and panties. I just grabbed her and made her lie on the bed and started sucking her boobs over her bra and she started taking soft. I slid out of bed as quietly as I could and walked into the bathroom. I got a towel and tried to wrap it around me. No good. The cheap hotel towels barely made it around my body. If I had to, I could hold it against me. I tip-toed through the room so as to not wake him, then opened the door slowly and quietly. At 4 a.m. the place was dead. There was an eerie stillness to the night. I closed the door behind me and with the towel to my side, walked toward the stairs. .