Laurence tensed slightly but remained silent, and swiftly whirled her for a spin. He clasped her waist again, slamming their bodies together causing M...organ to breathlessly cry out. Her gaze slammed to his as they continued to glide effortlessly and gracefully across the dance floor. The tension was impenetrably thick between them, the air became almost too heavy to breathe. His eyes seemed to pierce hers, and Morgan could feel a new and even more dangerous sensation quickly spreading through. She reached out with her hand but I didn’t allow her to grasp my penis. Instead, I grabbed her hand and pulled her up so she was standing and led her to my bed. I laid down on my back with my penis standing straight up. I motioned her to climb on top of me.She promptly complied with my direction. She was upright on her knees while straddling me. She was facing me, and she held my penis in her hand to position it into her pussy. Slowly she lowered her body onto my penis. Her face initially. My husband and I had talked about corrupting some of my friends, trying to guess who would be most likely, but I'd never thought of my own goody-two-shoes sister. But she was the one who had come by as the guys started to arrive. She was the one who wanted to know why there were guys at the house without my husband as he was getting beers for everyone. She didn't leave when she saw the first guys starting to get naked, or say anything as she watched them kiss all over me as I became putty in. Christine Jones was the name of the blonde before she was captured by this band of nomads in theyear 1876. Now she was the property of Shiek Omar who she had insulted by slapping his face as he approachedher in her tent with the intent to sexually assault her. She would pay dearly for this mistake. Sheik Omar ordered her to be publicly whipped with the camel whip.He ordered 50 lashes to be laid on after which she would be used as an a****l to turn the waterwheelin the desert which provided.