The evening routine was the same. Dinner and dishes for the girls, this time at our place. Dan and Patty joined us this time and we discussed how we s...ill hadn’t heard any word from Donald.By the time we’d finished dinner and had let our meals settle, there was a consensus that Mom should try to contact his office tomorrow under the pretense of setting up another meeting with me. I didn’t see it as having a good outcome, but was willing to go along with it. Everyone was in good spirits and I. And with her hands on her hips, her young, nubile little tits would poke out through her t-shirt just far enough to put me over the edge of fatherly reason…. and that would usually give me the beginnings of a hard on. I felt so dirty and wrong, having those feelings for my own daughter, but little did I know how willingly I would let go of that guilt…. Then came the night that I dreaded for so long. I had hoped it would never happen, but somehow I knew it was only a matter of time. As usual,. After all if she had been a virgin he would have expected to have the right to deflower her, so it seemed right and proper to offer her. The Chief Eunuch was called into the discussion and confirmed that the Emir had not called for a woman that night, and agreed to conduct Selima to the royal bed.A few minutes later the Chief Eunuch reported back that she had been rejected by the Emir. Panic ensued until Ghada Baroud realised that it was he, as father of the bride and the man the Emir had. "You want this, Michelle,you want your ass taken. Your gay sissy ass. That's right, gay - admitit, Michelle, you dream of cock, you worship it, you want to lick thecum from my hard cock, don't you, my pet?"Dee then rubbed her slick fingers all over my aching cock, stroking itin time with her fingers pushing in and out of my ass. I couldn't takeit and felt myself getting very near and was panting when suddenly shewithdrew, leaving me on the edge. "That's enough, Michelle. Not yet..."I hear a.