Usman Abu al-Abbas, her new owner had, of course, never seen her and was curious what he had accepted as part of a complicated process of haggling. Wh...en she arrived he sat in his harem as she was brought to him, still in the abaya in which she had been swathed for the journey. As it was lifted off he Usman saw with some satisfaction that he had received a well set-up, plump, and quite pretty olive-skinned Arab woman with flashing, intelligent eyes. Her breasts were pleasantly full and had not. She looked so sexy. The light from the window landed beautifully on her and he couldn't take his eyes off of her chest. His hands began to ache as he thought about how bad he wanted to squeeze and caress her with his hands and then lick her and place her nipples in his mouth. He hadn't held her tits in his hand in so long but his dick got hard just thinking about the last time he had touched her. He knew she loved having her whole body squeezed and he was dying to put his hands all over. Like her lord and also husband, Lera was the pinnacle of divine achievement, mankind created as a far weaker imitation. Her nipples were hard on her sumptuous breasts, the firm and muscular tones of her creamy belly running down to the deep slit nestled between her slender and powerful legs.A small pop of displaced air announced the arrival of the piss sodden Lermes. She shook her blond strands from side to side to send droplets of pee to stain the frescoed floor that depicted how the gods had. I really didn't know just what I'd do if I did. All I could think about was having his hard young cock. He solved the problem for me.When I went to the bathroom at almost midnight, I paused by his door as usual and as usual, it was quiet. After using the toilet, I flushed it and headed back to my bedroom. Mark's door was now wide open. In the glow from the hallway night light, I could see him sitting on his bed, naked, his hands in his lap."Hi Mum," he said, somewhat hoarsely, and I went in to.