It was as if whatever marvelous final experience whisked her away in its embrace, left a trace of that ephermal sweetness between her loins, just wait...ng for me to savor it. I was panting now, my mouth and hands working the cold flesh, desiring more and more of her. I couldn't wait, I had to have her, to possess her. For I was like no other lover of Cindy's--her body was mine to do with as I would, I possessed her in a way no man or woman ever had, or would again. I lifted myself onto the table. But if this would hurt Sarah beyond the physical pain of the act, could I really do it? Luckily I was sparred this decision. Sarah made eye contact with me, and nodded slightly. I made up my mind to do what Emily said, unless Sarah said her safeword Waterloo. Then Id stop, no matter what the consequences. Slowly, I climbed up over Sarah, and lined my cock up over her asshole. Thrust until youre all the way in. I obeyed instantly, and began to push against Sarahs tight rosebud. There was. The excuse had been that she needed a full night of sleep, to get over what happened earlier that day. How stupid was that! A need to experience the strong orgasms of that afternoon, was driving her into making the wrong decisions. How could she have fooled herself, and actually tell him to do it to her. Stupid woman! Stupid!Concentrating on cleaning, and the language tape, Nancy shut out everything that happened. 'What the!' Nancy exclaimed.A pair of hands wrapped around her, holding on tight,. "Pamina, Master?" asked the nonplussed brothel keeper."The prostitute who came to the Golden Palace when I visited here three or four years ago?" the Emir reminded him."Oh, she retired, Master." My master asked where is she?" Maktum asked, lifting the man clear of the ground with one hand gripping his kameez."M-master, she ... she is at my home."Maktum dropped the man to the floor and then dragged him by the shoulder out to the Rolls."Fetch her, " he commanded, pushing the bewildered.