It was time to attend to my need, Lisa's tongue inside my puckering, sticky pussy hole. Coating it in spit, she jammed her meaty tongue into my pussy,... at last. Lisa was a favorite of mine, because her tongue is long and strong. She stuck the length of it inside me, and I pressed my hips against my chair as hard as I could to get her tongue in me deep. I wanted Lisa to lick my cervix, all while Cindy worked my clit raw. To my amazement, Lisa managed to wiggle the tip of her tongue against my G. "Yes, sell her by all means," said the Emir, "What is she now? Twenty-eight or thereabouts, and she shared my bed several times when I visited England. Should fetch a decent price, I expect." Yes, Master," agreed the Chief Eunuch, "Shall I offer her to Robinson, Master? I know he is looking for another concubine and he prefers them older and able to speak English." No. If she is to be sold it had better be outside the Triple Palace. I don't want her in either the Crown Prince Mustapha's harem,. I started to notice the old men to my right trying to see what happened, but he could not see a thing because it was too dark outside and you could not see outside to well anyway because of the light inside the bus.I looked over to him and at the very same moment he looked back at me and smiled. I instantly turned my head to the left again and felt very uncomfortable and nervous. "Seems to be pretty serious over there." He said. I hesitated for a short moment, but since I am a pretty chatty. People from all walks of life were playing at the gaming tables, tourists mingling with locals, all excited by the atmosphere and the thrill of the risk. There was a frantic Australian game of ‘two up’ being played, a gambling game in which two coins are tossed in the air after bets have been placed on the showing of two heads or two tails…the locals stood in a circle cheering loudly for the players. Chandeliers hung from the ceiling, glittering as the light refracted off the crystals, the rich.