Allowed within the boundaries of the palace by longtradition, though Traella did not see why. "When I am queen," she told herself smugly, "I shallabol...sh that rule..." She did not see why such people had to be allowedwithin the palace, unless of course they were the servants.Traella frowned, thinking that her mother was always toogenerous to their kind, not only allowing them access tothe palace but feeding the poor and hungry. Traella knewthat this only discouraged them from looking for. ” “They were kissing my chest, licking my stomach, licking down to my balls and up to the tip of my dick, that’s where they were.” “Craig, baby, baby tell me more, sweetheart,” she said, her pussy beginning to swell with joy juice. “Oh, baby, baby, sugar goodness, I can feel your lips on the tip of my dick. Ah fuck, suck it baby. Ah you’re a tigress, lick it, sweetness and light. Lick daddy’s dick. Milk that mother.” “Oh, baby, I can feel your dick swell in my mouth. It’s. This time, you plunge two fingers inside me and keep them there. "Squeeze." I contact my kegal muscles and try my hardest to squeeze your fingers. "You're getting better. Keep doing those exercises." Yes, Daddy."You pull your fingers out and plunge them back into me over and over. Slowly at first, but picking up speed quickly. Every once in a while, you'll pause, and wiggle them around when they're deep inside me, just to stimulate me as much as possible. Before too long, I'm moaning and. The hands on my breasts felt good, tweaking my engorged nipples, squeezing, stroking. One of the guys was pushing his prick through the bars as he stroked it. It was very close to me face and I thought about taking it into my mouth and sucking him off for a moment but no, he was in for a disappointment. I let go of one of the bars and took hold of his prick and, as his eyes let up with expectation, pulled him off a few slow strokes then pushed it back through the bars with a shake of my head. I.