‘That was too close. Let’s get out of here,’ Mira said angrily as she pulled away from Mal and stood up. ‘Mira, I’m sorry,’ Mal apologized...as he reached for her hand. ‘Lets just get out of here,’ Mira murmured. Mal nodded and grabbed the bags from the ground. ‘I can carry my own bag,’ Mira reminded him. ‘Just go Mira, I’m tired and it’s late,’ Mal grumbled. Mira nodded and followed him through the darkness. ~~~~~~~~~~ ‘Were there any problems tonight?’ an older man asked as Mira and Mal walked. Sarah and Jess were watching the screen, where a woman and her husband had just entered a booth that looked very similar to the one we had been in earlier that evening. There was a movie playing on the screen in the booth of a couple fucking on a couch. I had this weird feeling of porn inception for a brief moment. The wife was looking uncertain as her husband was telling her how gloryholes worked. She poked her fingers through the hole as instructed by her husband. She had a look of. She looked at him, her face a mask of despair."He said you are to take mi clit."She knew full well the implications of this. Aside from the obvious, it meant that she would not leave this place alive. Al-Mansour only traded or sold his intact slaves; most of them, actually; he never sold the mutilated ones."Did he say when, or how?" No," she sobbed."Ok," Manu said, "I can cut it out then."Then, seeing her haunted face, he added, "It's less painful that way."Aisha nodded, "I see. Thanks, I. ” Sure mom” , I said. She danced a lot in the marriage with other ladies and I could understand that she was tired. Usually I did this for her many times before. She lied on her stomach and I pressed gently all over her back and thighs. While feeling her soft body, my arousal came to full swing and my cock was hard rock. My guilty feeling of the day vanished in a moment and now I was sexually attracted to my mom” s lovely body. I massaged her back than her round big butts and her thighs. She.