The older Dravithian Gauri bowed low and rubbed her cheek against Khalim’s silk pants, Miringko, their oldest slave, gently stroked his leg.“Maste... must be tired after suffering these infidels and their accursed weather, please allow this slave to pleasure you.”, she whispered softly.Khalim sighed and leant down stroking her cheek,“Ashara prepare my tent.” He ordered his djinni, if he could not have Kailya, well he would have to settle for Gauri and maybe Miringko as well.* * *That night as. Previously, I had told Michael that my wife enjoys dancing, but I never take her. I also told her that she does not drink often but likes wine. He told my wife what he wanted her to wear, exactly how to wear her long blonde hair for him, and he told her to be sure to wear her wedding ring. My wife had three days to prepare and wait for her “date” with Michael. That is all that I would learn about the events and preparation for their future encounter. I sat in my hotel room anxious beyond. They were all amazed that I could do what I did and wanted me to do it again. I told them it’s difficult to control, but started stroking my cock again, relaxed my muscles and let another flow go, this time the girl wiped it off my cock with her hand and rubbed it on my balls. I stopped for a minute and then went back to stroking slowly so I wouldn’t cum. They were impressed and asked me if all guys can do it. I replied that it takes some practice and didn’t know. When we pulled into the hotel,. "No, not big enough for a bicycle," Jack saidthoughtfully, as though he hadn't heard her comment. "I know, it's thekeys to a new 54 foot Grand Banks trawler!"The blank look on Stacey's face prompted Jack to expand on his guess."It's a type of boat, dear. A very, very nice boat." NO! It's NOT the keys to a new boat! And why would you want a boat?We live 500 miles from the nearest lake," Stacey asked with puzzledsmile on her face."Oh, I don't know, just thought it might be kind of nice to own.