But I didn’t. A guilty conscience didn’t stop Patty either.Weeks passed. One night I was under my blanket on the couch and their sex sounds began.... I had already slipped my underwear off and was stroking my hard cock when I heard their orgasm(s?). Things were quiet a while. Then Gary’s voice called out, “Greg? Are you awake?”“Uh, yeah. Hard to sleep with your lullaby going on,” I joked. They laughed.“Do you want to come and play with us?” his voice came again. God! Did I want to? Hell yeah, I. The food choice he left to the staff of the kitchen. All went quite well considering Ludmilla's inability to speak much of any language but Russian and the fact that not all of the others spoke much English. It was soon made clear to the Chief Eunuch that it was not intended to be a sexual session and nobody needed to be sucking or playing with the Emir's penis during this meal; moreover the whipping frame would not be needed. The women were as perplexed as the eunuchs by this disturbing turn. Very sexy. One had big tits with red hair, the other was small, with blond hair and very well put together.I slid into the row in front of them, unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock, which was responding to not only the video on the screen in front of me, but the hands which were coming down over my chest from behind, long red hair tickling the side of my face. He hands reached my cock and I sighed audibly as her fingers lightly wrapped around it. Just then the blonde came around the side. "I stood more from habit than respect. From my attorney's description, Imight have expected a judge right out of the Old Testament. Instead helooked fairly ordinary as judges go - perhaps a bit more distinguishedthan the norm for a small-town municipal judge, but that was about all.He was not terribly tall - six feet or maybe a little less. He had aneatly-trimmed beard, mostly dark brown in color but with a trace ofgray. His hair was of a similar color. He wore gold-rimmed glasses whichgave him.