In the heart of a grand middle eastern palace, a woman named Aisha resided. She was a woman of great beauty, with long, flowing black hair and a voluptuous figure. Her most striking feature, however, were her enormous breasts, which seemed to defy the laws of gravity.
Aisha was the queen of a harem, a collection of beautiful women who were devoted to serving her every desire. She was a woman of great power and authority, but she also had a deep and insatiable sexual appetite.
One day, as Aisha lay on her bed in her private bedroom, she summoned one of her favorite harem girls, a young woman named Fatima. Fatima was a plump, brunette beauty with a playful smile and a curvaceous figure.
“Come to me, my dear,” Aisha said, as she beckoned to Fatima with a finger. “I have been thinking about you all day.”
