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The Battered Lamp Chapter Thirty: Betrayal of the Father

Date: 4/5/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Exhibitionism, Female/Female, Lactation, Lesbian, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Voyeurism, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 87.8, Source: sexstories.com

Knock me up!” Christy shuddered. Her pussy convulsed about his cock. She arched back into Aaliyah's embrace as she came. “So beautiful,” moaned the Genie. “Accept our husband's seed.” “I am!” she moaned. “Knock her up, Master!” gasped Shannon. “Put a baby in all our bellies!” Her pussy ground hard into his groin, and she shuddered and gasped as she came. Christy collapsed onto Kyle's chest, her small breasts brushing him. He kissed her, pulling his arms from his concubines to hold his wife. Shannon sprawled out next to him, panting hard while Aaliyah and Ms. Capello writhed together, tribbing their pussies, both women eager to cum as well. “That was a beautiful dance,” Kyle whispered in Christy's ear. “Thanks for sharing it.” “You forgave me,” she whispered back. “I'll do anything for you. I love you, Kyle.” He stroked up her back and she shivered. “I've loved you since the day I laid eyes on you.” Aaliyah cried out her climax next to them, and Ms. Capello moaned like a banshee, shaking the bed as she thrashed in bliss. Christy giggled, watching the women cum. Kyle closed his eyes, enjoying the blissful afterglow, and held onto his wife. “Are they ever going to come and summon us for the war council?” Britney asked, stepping in from a side room. “Why don't you go and find out what is taking so long,” Kyle groaned. “Sihab did say he wanted an early meeting.” “My brother was quite slothful,” laughed Aaliyah. “Still, the day is wearing on,” Britney pointed out. Chyna stepped ... into the room. “Sihab's Vizier and Chief Eunuch are here, Master. They request an audience.” “Aaliyah, I wish we were all presentable.” Kyle found himself wearing white, silken pantaloons and an open vest. Unlike the women's clothing, his silks weren't thin and sheer. He stood up, Aaliyah and Christy standing on either side of them, fully clothed in yellow and black silks, their shawls and veils in place. They did look so sexy dressed like that. Two Jann entered. Sayid the Vizier was bent with age, his hair and beard white as snow. Yellow robes draped his bony body, though his eyes were piercing as a hawk. The Chief Eunuch was his opposite, a muscular brute, wearing only pantaloons, his dark-brown body oiled. “Aaliyah, your brother requests a private meeting before the war counsel,” the Chief Eunuch announced. “About what?” Kyle asked. “That is between her and her brother.” “I would love to talk to my sweet brother,” Aaliyah smiled. The Eunuch nodded. “Take Carla, Missy, and Teleisia,” Kyle ordered her. “Nothing will happen in my brother's palace,” she whispered. Kyle gave her a look, and she smiled, nodding her head. “I will be accompanied by my handmaidens,” Aaliyah told the hulking eunuch. “Your brother said alone.” Aaliyah tilted her head. “It would be improper for a Sultana to go anywhere without her handmaidens.” The Chief Eunuch frowned before sighing and nodding his head. “And you're here to take me to the war counsel?” Kyle asked the Vizier. “I am, worthy master,” he ...