Now her hands were swaying on me and I whispered — chup- chap- raho (keep quite) , I know you are in conscious, and let me play with your tits and c...nts. She wilfully uttered, sahib kya ker rahe ho (what are you doing?. I’m an old widow, meri jawani mar gai hai (my womanhood is dead)’Don’t worry, I want to revive it. I said raising my sound more audible so that it may reach her daughter. After sometime her pressing desires exploded in words, Sahib, ab dal do apna laund meri garm chut me (put. ”“Shh, sweetling, hush...” Marie said as she comforted the girl. She glared daggers at the king. “I know you have business with me, your grace, but leave my daughter out of this. She had no part in it, and deserves none of your ... ill treatment.”King Roland rose out of bed smoothly. “So you say,” he replied, stretching luxuriously, “And perhaps, if I was a good man, I would agree with you. But a good man and a good king are two very different things.”“You’re a monster, that’s what you are,”. He coated his thick shaft and huge mushroom head with my pussy juices, now mixing with his dripping precut. I wrapped my feet back around him and started the sole and toe play that I knew he loved. His eyes went quickly back and forth between my long toes and size ten feet teasing and pleasing his cock and me still pulling and gently stroking my nipples. "Cum for me," I whispered so softly I am sure he simply read my lips. But on cue, as he is so amazing at doing, he leaned his head back and. He told me all those other ways a man and woman could have sex were only for porn movies. I was afraid to tell him, that’s exactly what I wanted, and finally, I told him I was tired of being sexually oppressed.“I hired a woman attorney and filed for divorce. He contested and that attorney of mine ripped him a new asshole on the witness stand. He lost his counter-suit, and the judge ripped him an even bigger asshole when she awarded me sixty-five percent ownership of our business, and now I’m.