I used to sleep together in the same bed with the Nubian slaves every night, safely cuddled between their warm bodies. I would fall asleep resting my cheek on the cushion of Moselle’s large soft breasts and feeling Nashwa’s hands petting and fondling my body with her smooth brown hands. I adored kissing and licking the slick curling lips of my maiden’s most private areas, which open like the buds of a tulip under the tip of my tongue. I enjoyed bringing each of them to a shuddering release with my mouth and fingers in the way woman know best. Occasionally they would kiss me too and bring me to an orgasm in return. Without their daily care; I don’t think I would have survived here. They are precious to me. I know I’ve developed feelings of love for both Moselle and Nashwa. Though used and d
