“Oh thank you, Master.”The Emir pulled Nicola’s mother towards him and held her. They soon fell asleep together.The following night Nicola and h...er mother had been selected for the Emir’s bed as he promised. They were jointly prepared with the usual thoroughness of bathing, massaging, shaving and being bathed again before being oiled and dressed in the one button dressing gowns of the harem and then being led by the Chief Eunuch to the Emir’s private apartment.Neither mother nor daughter showed. My Patti had me well pinned down, there was little I could do apart from gasp out loud as well as whimpering. I realized I was in for quite a hard fucking, and that I had better accept what was going on. The pace increased as the harsh thrusts continued, and I was at a loss as what to do. I was held firmly under my Patti, the shaft moving rapidly inside me, still very tight and uncomfortable.A moment later I felt a much harder deep thrust, and then the rush and wet sensation of feeling the. Already freezing and sneezing with every step, he dug his way out of the car and onto the road, to begin his slow death march towards the house. His legs, leaden with cold, began to snap and pop. Looking down at his legs, he was so cold he could barely comprehend that the water that had soaked him to the bone back in his car, had frozen to create a thick, icy layer over his pants. Knowing that with every passing second he was closer to death, the man rushed headlong to the house as fast as his. Then her hips began to move like a dancer's. Alan couldn't believe how amazing his sister moved. She was so young and tight. He loved when they fucked. After hours of fucking and cuddling, they decided it was time to eat. They got dressed and made their way downstairs. That's when the doorbell rang. Alan went to the door, expecting to see Angel. Meanwhile, Brianna was cooking breakfast. When he opened the door, he was surprised. They had not seen their father in years. And yet he was standing.