My jaw literally hit the floor as I watched the recording of our recently concluded fuck fest. I looked up into his eyes and he smiled mischievously, ...and said, “You’re in big trouble bitch! Wait until Gabrielle sees this.” Part 3**************************** I fell asleep right after Santos left, I was worn out from the hard fucking I had received but my sleep was a troubled one. My dream was an anticipation of the horrible things Gabrielle would do to me once she had watched the video of me. 'Aloud she said, "Can I ask you something?" Anything," said the Emir who was undulating gently inside this warm and attractive woman, and feeling very relaxed and benign."Why do different girls have different coloured gowns in the harem? Does it mean anything?" No special reason, except white to indicate a virgin. If you want a particular colour just ask," he replied."And jewellery?" she asked."Nobody has jewellery here," he replied."Lujain does," she contradicted.In a flash he was off the bed. ”“I think it would take you a bit longer than that. This is rugged country. It could take you two or three days.”“I do Parkour. I love running through rough country,” Betsy said with a smile.“That’s that weird obstacle course running thing, isn’t it?”“That’s as good a description of it as any,” Betsy said.“It’s going to be dark before you know it, so you aren’t going anywhere, today.”“I’ve got a couple of people to patch up in the back,” Betsy said.“Go ahead. You aren’t going to be able to help. Even though the parking lot was empty I did not want to get caught off guard. He jumped out of his dually and into our F150 we had a crew cab with some room in the back. My wife jumped in with him and they immediately began talking. During this time I noticed why she picked this guy. He was nearly 20 years her senior ( she is 27) and was very redneck. He had a blond mustache and a large beer gut. He wore a camoflage pants and jacket with a t-shirt. We got to talking and I asked him if he was.