His word is law, literally; were he to say "Off with his head," the miscreant would be executed in public within the hour.All of this is made possible...by the oil on which the Emirate rests. When all the oil reserves have been extracted, in some centuries' time, the level of the land will have been lowered by an average of ten feet. The oil is a 'heavy crude' which is dug out of the ground in lumps, looking for all the world like treacle toffee. There is none of the messy liquid to process and. The good news is that I still have a fine head of hair for my wife to run her fingers through. Alas, I also have a fair amount of body hair. In fact, as I have aged, I found myself getting hair in all sorts of places that I might prefer not to have it. As with many men, I now have to trim hair from my ears; my eyebrows would become long wild branches going everywhich direction if I didn't keep them clipped, and my back, virtually bare when I was married, has become moderately hirsute. Sigh.The. Do you think you can tolerate a pushy bitch?" Pushy you may be," I said reaching out enfolding her in my arms and dragging her up against my chest. "Although I sure haven't seen it. But I know for a fact you could never be a bitch." Oh, Daniel," she sighed."Hey Captain, you awake?" Weird broke in over Sara's net. "You got some time? We found something you really need to look at."I must have tensed up a little because Sumalee looked up at me expectantly. I shook my head slightly and placed a. I mounted you, straddling you at your waist, my warm, wet pussy resting against your stomach. I bent down and kissed you. Sitting back up, I slid back, lifting Myself up slightly. I hovered over your cock for a moment, and then took it in my hand. I held it and slowly lowered myself, guiding it in. I lowered myself onto your huge cock, inch by inch. I got it all in. My pussy lips were now right up against your pubic bone. I pushed myself up again, then lowered down. Up, down. Up, down. You was.