He let her rise and warned her in French, «The Master has ordained that you speak no Arabic at all in this harem. You will be punished much more than... that if you don't obey him.»Ramzy El-Najjar was a patient man and he waited. Twelve months later, when the girl was fully practised in English and French again, he suggested to the Emir that he would wish to honour his Master with a gift, one which would be more personal than the hunt quarry he usually provided. The Emir graciously agreed to. A little while later, my wife walked into the bathroom to take a piss, smoking her cigarette, which was a little unusual as she typically didnt smoke upstairs. I said hi but she didnt respond. When she was done, I could see her ponytail swaying as she walked past me (love that ponytail) and at just the right moment, I put my semi-hard cock through the slit and snapped my fingers. She stopped but did nothing, so I snapped again. This time, she took my cock in her delicate hand and started to. James commented that most girls that they had fucked were just that, girls and they lacked the stamina and expertise I had shown. I felt quite complimented by this, Jess laughed and then I blurted, that this woman wanted to be fucked again. In a second, Jess, reached out for me with one hand as he lay back on the bed and gripped his tool with his other hand pointing it upwards in a lewd gesture. "Come on, babe!" he said, "Hop up here and let's take your hungry cunt for another ride!" Sliding a. .. go pee." She remembered the phrase she used years ago when talking to her mother.Jake seemed to ponder the problem momentarily. He then produced a few white squares from the storage area and lifted her into his arms. It was painful but he was gentle. He walked them outside and then set her down carefully so she was sitting on the large log beside the fire pit. He helped her so she was sitting just on the edge and hovered nearby protectively as she emptied her bladder onto the sandy beach..