I was no longer a threat. I had beentaught my place in this pen.Kara knelt beside me and cleaned my face with spittle on the palms ofher hands. As dis...usting as that might seem, saliva is a naturalantiseptic and in the girl pens of Banu Hashim it was all she had tooffer me."You were so brave, Emma." She cradled my head in her lap as shewhispered that. "You fought for us." I lost," I said, feeling the pain and the shock of the fight now thatthe adrenalin had worn off."But you fought, Emma, even. But this I must preach indeed:Nothing compares to the beauty of your hair,For your silky hair blankets my hands, chest, and face everlasting>Oh Governess of my heart, your pink lace panties are so silky.It’s so delightful to tease you;Churning my finger upon it counterclockwise,And metamorphically tapping into those walls of sugar.Juices saturating my mouth, nectar streaming down your thighs;I consume every drop in utopian pleasure.Have you ever caressed the pink Boronia of Australia?Its. Boys her age were not exactly understanding, let alone wise enough to introduce a sensitive young lady into sexual intercourse. Not that Olivia was not willing to learn. After all, we met on Lush as she was becoming a fan of mine from reading a story line involving a young lady and her fantasy Daddy. In fact, Olivia was particularly interested in enemas, of all things. Her dilemma was tugging at my heartstrings. She seemed genuinely disturbed with her situation and sought some relief with her. Mein taqat waale dhakke maarne laga. Tab jaakar uske muhn se nikal aahhhhh kitn bada lund hai. Chodo mujhe aur main josh mein aakar chodane laga. Aur kuchh hi der mein mujhe lagane laga ki mera kaam tamaam hone waala hai.Aur maine kaha ki tum bahut sexy ho aur tumhari choot mein jannat hai aur woh aahhhh uhhhhh kahne lagi. Tabhi maine apna lund nikala to turant hi pichkari nikli uske suit par gir gayi aur maine uske poore suit par hi wirya gira diya.Woh boli ki oh tumne meri suit kaharab kar.