’ I whispered back ‘Why the formal invitation?’ Pushpa’s reply was equally quiet ‘Because she cannot admit openly that she needs you, not th...s time.’ ‘Thank you, Pushpa, Princess Lisa and I will attend the dinner in our best finery. Are my sword and pistol necessary?’ ‘I don’t think so, Prince Harold.’ Her whisper sounded doubtful. ‘If even the highly intelligent Pushpa is not sure, then I shall wear my sword and pistol with my full uniform. What Princess Lisa will bring I know not but I am. “Dave, baby. I know how much you like to watch me with other guys, so I was thinking as a thank you for letting me make this trip, you might like to watch me and Chris make out a little.”This was the perfect opportunity for me to admit to Jill that I’d been watching everything that had happened earlier. I thought about it, but for whatever reason, I decided not to tell Jill. Telling myself a little white lie, that I’d tell her later, but even aware as I told myself this that there was a strong. She let go of my cock and with one quick move of her hand her tank top was down and her tits were revealed to me. Seeing her nice long nipples and a set of very full "C" or small "D" cup tits I wanted to get more of them."Do you mind if I check them out?", I asked."Of course not, after all I got to check you out. Didn't I?", she giggled.And with that I moved in and took a hold of one tit and then the other. I moved in even closer and bent down and took one nipple in my mouth and sucked on it. Her face had gone pale and A stray tear had escaped from her puffy eyes and had traced down her pale cheek, her hair was damp and was even starting to puff out a little. Videl felt her throat begin to tighten and a pain rise through her chest because of what had happened to Pan as the girl tried to suppress a sob. Without thinking she put his arms around her daughter and held her closer, making the girl rest her head on her mother's soft breast.Pan started to sniff against her mother's damp.