They came together, like a bolt of lightening. For a moment, time stopped. Holding each other like the world was ending at that very moment, waves upo... waves reverberated in their bodies. They collapsed in each other’s arms waiting for their breath to catch hold again. The banging on the door broke the spell. Oh shit, better get dressed and regain composure. He held her chin up, looked in her eyes, winked, and kissed her gently and tenderly on the lips. He stepped back and blocked the door once. Tonight we shall get married. I will make all arrangements.Your beloved prince vijayVisha was overjoyed. How she wished she could send a pigeon to her father. But vijay had not left her any time. So she dressed in just the saree Vijay sent her and no under cloths just like he wanted and wore the fine jewelry.She waited for the right time and left for the pond. On bench nearby a vial of some purple liquid. Chatur came out of the shadows.C: my new queen. The king apologizes for the delay but he. She described it as liberating which seemed a little odd to me. What she described was a feeling of freedom that came from knowing all she had to do was make your father happy and everything else in her life would take care of itself. I’ve studied quite a bit on this subject and I think I now understand what she felt. I guess it can be liberating when all of life’s little problems are boiled down to a single requirement, satisfy your master and you will achieve satisfaction.’ She really meant. It feels good in the way a cinnamon mint tastes good.At this point your entire body is shuddering but you tell her to keep going. She resumes a bobbing motion. It's slow, torturous, and cruel in its gentleness. Her lips are barely grazing you, sliding ever so gently and effortlessly along your flesh. You can feel each nerve ending she triggers and her tongue occasionally grazes the top of your cock to savor the last trickling drops of cum.At this point your body is spent. Your flaccid penis.