"The Emir is not here," he reminded them in a firm tone.Everyone stood up sheepishly, but David felt flattered that they liked him as Emir enough to s...how respect when they had specifically been told not to do so. The fact that most of them had thought his invisibility wish was a trick to catch them not showing respect never occurred to him.The Emir was shown round escorted by the Auctioneer, a man called 'Old Saud' by all and sundry because of his nationality. The slaves to be sold were kept in. I felt my pussy getting wet as my tongue explored his mouth. Ripping my shirt I was aware of buttons flying all over the floor, he jerked my bra up and pulled away from my mouth. His tongue hot and wet began to lick at my nipples, I nearly came, and he switched from breast to breast. I was breathing heavy almost panting like a dog, I heard a moan escape from deep inside my throat. He moved to my belly and the top of my jeans he unbuttoned them and unzipped the zipper, they were pulled down. I was now fully hard, Anne was stroking my cock under the table and telling me that she wants me now. I took her hand and we left. Anne texted Ron and told him we are on our way home and she will have a surprise for him later. We walked home, and we both couldn't keep our hands off each other like teenagers. I pulled Anne towards me and kissed her passionately on her lips, our tongues going crazy in each others mouths. We finally got home, Anne led me straight to the bedroom, we tore each. How can I? I sell myself every day for a much smaller return.. I was only wondering if it's worth the cost?” Becca kissed her nipple, sucking it into her mouth before continuing on. “Only you can know if it is, but it seems we have that much in common.”Becca’s words faded away as she drew a line of kisses down Emily’s body.OooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooBecca was in the newsroom working on her story the next day when someone turned up the sound on the television. CNN was airing.