My eyes locked on his glistening head. He let go of his cock and walked closer. I retreated a few inches, afraid he might see. His cock stood horizont...al. It seemed too big for his frame. Curved up like a ripe banana, it seemed to point me out. He stood mere feet from my secret place, again stroking his granite cock.I sat on the cold, rough gravel, fingers still soaking my pussy juices. I watched without blinking, his hand firmly gripping the shaft of his erection. His purple cockhead trailed a. We probably won't get busy for at least another hour or so."Staci nodded, "Mr. Horvath said there was some paperwork and a video I had to watch, is now a good time?" Shit, I forgot. Yeah, let me get that for you." A moment later, Jake reappeared with a video, pen, a plastic wrapped black polo style shirt and three forms. "Basically, this form is for your shirt showing that you got it. You look like you're about a medium, but if it's too small let me know and I'll give you a large. This second. He spun in the chair, leaned back, and stretched out his legs. "I certainly plan to! And this whole supernumerary concubine thing--Free MILF and she damn sure is going to make me cookies!" Free MILF with cookies!" Free MILF with cookies!" Free MILF with cookies!"The guys chanted it for a minute before calming down."What happens after we've completed the first sweep?" Daniel asked me. "Hell, Marissa and Alba Jessa are bound to get multiple offers. How the fuck are we going to decide who gets. They formed a line, each touching her toes, and about two yards from the next girl."What is this session?" asked the Admiral."The object of this final exercise is to test the candidate's self-control when under pressure, Admiral," explained General Mustapha as he positioned the young man at one end of the line of women.Henry could not quite understand why the line of six young nude concubines was well to one side of the room, but as the trial started he soon spotted the reason. He had thought.