Aunt Joan’s guttural shrieking and the intense feeling as my glans swelled up combined to finally push me over the edge.‘Bill! … Bill!! … yes!...… yes!! oh god Bill’‘Oh Aunt Joan I’m …’Gasping we climaxed together. I could feel Aunt Joan’s warm syrupy fluids flooding over my genitals as strand after strand of my teenage seed spurted deep into her vagina, splashing against her cervix. I collapsed onto her and we hugged each other tightly, our naked sweating bodies merging into one. As our. So full, so heavy in my palms. I needed to feel them free of restraints. Without a thought, I undid her blouse just to find her bra was an intricate piece of lacework. Beautiful but it was in my way, I reached behind her and with a flick of my fingers the connection was broken, and the lace fell away allow me to see perfection. My lips returned to hers before moving down, taking in her skins taste; I licked my way to her taught nipples. Beads of pure pink candy. I sucked on one so hard, I felt. I had one leg over her waist. She had a leg between mine and another under me holding my right leg in a scissors grip while I held her leg in the same grip. Breathing the fragrance of her hair was totally relaxing. Hearing the birds outside reminded me what time it was getting to be.As gently as I could I got out of bed and jumped in the shower. Reggie woke up as soon as the water was turned on and followed me. After washing each others' hair and drying each other (a highly enjoyable past time). One brought a eunuch who was a highly skilled chef. One even brought a horse, a very fine Arab stallion which disgraced its provider on the Throne Room floor.These live gifts were embarrassing to varying degrees. The girls could just be put in the harem and forgotten until the Emir wanted a bit of novelty. One such was built very much to local taste and the Emir thought she probably weighed three times what he did, and she subsequently set a record by wearing white harem gowns for over a year..