" Goody!"He had my blouse completely unbuttoned by now, and I sat up a bit to help him get it off. Then he went for the bra. "You know what?" he said...."The wine worked." Yup," I said. "What my mother always says is, 'Not so much that you get drunk, but just enough to get a glow.'" You glow anyway," he said.Damn, my heart skipped a beat at that! Mercy me. That was just the type of thing, a casual tossed-off compliment, to get me right where I live. If you pour it on too think, I question your. Other than that she was completely naked, not even wearing slippers. As she walked her breasts and shaven cunt were clearly visible.When she had recovered from her shock, Tiggs asked, "Who are you and why are you dressed like that?"The woman replied quietly, "I am Princess Zubeydeh, mother to His Magnificence, the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever, and this is the normal dress for members of his harem. It may look odd to Western eyes, but it allows him free access to my body whenever. Atleast, she consoled herself, Carl's whole prick was buried inside her.His huge penis filled her rectum, stuffing her bowel.After a moment, during which he luxuriated in the feel of the tightcircle of her sphincter around his organ, Carl began to fuck Bobbie inearnest. He drew his hips back, pulling his manhood through Bobbie'sasshole until only his rubbery, purple glans remained within theopening to her bowels. Then, he plunged his cock home again, shovingall nine inches into her ass as hard. But with each thrust it became easier as she became more lubricated. Though it was getting easier to thrust, the tightness did not lessen. She stayed as tight as ever, her pussy walls grabbing at my penis, holding on for dear life. She was fantastic. I had never had a fucking like this before. Though she was only the third person I had ever been with, she was by far the best I had ever fucked. I didn't want it to stop so I held off coming as best I could. Then she went over the edge. "Oh God.