And screamed out my incestuous pleasure.Wordless moans howled from my mouth. My pussy spasmed about her fingers. Juices gushed out around her hand. My... bowel clenched on her tongue. I shuddered and gasped as the rapture whipped through my body.My tits heaved.My eyes fluttered.Stars danced before my darkening vision.“Ranya!” I cried out at the end. “My sweet sister!”I slumped forward, hands bracing in the sink. Dishes clattered. I groaned, shivering as she swirled her tongue a final time around. "So she wants some men, eh?" chuckled the Emir, "Well, use some of the training eunuchs." As the Master pleases," said the Chief Eunuch, much relieved that his Master had solved his problem.He had about a dozen eunuchs who had been subjected to surgical vasectomy in adult life and who functioned for all practical purposes as normal men; all practical purposes except for procreation, that is. They were normally used to train the hostess concubines in their duties as entertainers for important. .. massaging, suckling and slurping. She had one hand on my now hard cock, gently massaging it.My cock became harder as she deftly suckled my tits. Myia stopped what she was doing, took my hand and led me to some pillows on the floor. She sank down on the pillows pulling me with her. We lay there cuddling for a while then she started suckling me again as she continued with massaging my cock.I began working her baby-doll off of her and soon had one of her perky tits in my hand. She also managed. She sat on the toilet, and put her head down between her hands.“God, I’m so sorry,” she said, crying. “Pissing all over the path in front of you, throwing up like that. You must think I’m a terrible person; a scummy drunken slag.”“Hey; don’t get upset; it’s not a big thing. I don’t think you are terrible, that can happen to all of us if we have a bit too much to drink. Lori probably never told you, but there was this occasion, almost two years ago, she and I took their boat up the river to.