A Night i will Remember 4 Ever

It was difficult at first, in the tense and threatening atmosphere, but after a few moments of kissing and fondling eachother Paola and I forgot about the men watching us and were soon thinking only of our hot bodies as we played with one another’s tits and joined our lips in an unending passionate kiss. I had my right hand under Paola’s skirt and was slowly stroking her engorged cock under her silk thong, while she played with my arse and was beginning to finger-fuck my tight pussy. We were in a world of our own, a heaven of our own making.


Suddenly rough hands pulled us apart. We could now see that most of the men had removed their clothes and were all strongly aroused. Only the two sheikhs remained as they were, in a dignified but threatening pose, the only difference being the unmistakable bulge that was clearly visible beneath their flowing robes. Paola was thrown on to the bed on her back, and the last I saw of her she was being held down by two of the naked Arabs while a third forced his cock down her throat. I was forced on to my knees on the floor in front of one of the two sheikhs, who then opened his robes to reveal a huge and fully erect circumcised cock, the end already glistening with drops of pre-cum. It was obvious what was expected, and I was by now getting turned on again and knew what I wanted. I took his cock in my mouth and began to suck, and to play my tongue around its enlarged glans. Whether he was really a sheikh I neither knew nor cared, but as far as his cock was concerned he was the king of Arabia. It was massive, and filled my mouth; I nearly gagged when he started to thrust it deeper and deeper down my throat, saying as he did so, ‘Go on, take it, you filthy infidel bitch!’


By now I was loving every moment, and I didn’t expect what happened next. The other sheikh had been standing behind me watching the action, but now his hands lifted up my skirt and I felt the end of an enormous cock pressing against my puckered arsehole.