Days turned into weeks and still no meeting with the King. Finally, after a month, the King’s uncle summoned Jean for an audience.The boy-king was s... impressed by Jean’s exploits that he rewarded him with a small treasury as compensation for his losses. He also paid Jean a year’s past wages, at the pay rate for a knight, even though he had only been a knight for the past few months. Lastly, he named Sir Jean a Knight of Honor, part of the royal household, earning him a substantial yearly. Ye mere 2nd story hai pehli wala mere regional language ki hai ab mai hindi mai bol rahi hu kuch mistake hua hoga toh jarur maaf kar dena.Ye story mere didi ki hai aur 100% real hai aur jo fake samajte unko samajne do kue ki mai real hu upper wala ko v pata hai ki mai kya hu jyada boring na karte topic pe ata hu.Toh ye baat 2012 ki hai tab mere age 19 aur didi ki 23 uska naam meeta hai us tym didi ki figure- 34 30 36 hai naam aur figure se pata chal raha hai ki didi kitni hot hogi aur age toh. .. she was moaning and I later found out she was having orgasms by just sucking on me (whatever it was...she was good).Suddenly she stopped and rose up.I asked, "What's wrong?" I think there may have been a moment of guilt that she was feeling and if she stopped now she might be able to forgive herself. Or something corny like that. But I said, "You can't stop now. You've gotta finish what you started!"She waited a few seconds making sure the coast was clear and then went down on me once more.. The weight of another man behind her caught her attention and she looked over her shoulder to see another dark-skinned boy-man right behind her. He was slowly running his naughty fingers all over her French knickers covered ass squeezing and pinching her flesh like a familiar lover greeting his secret love in hidden passion.When she tried to move forward to escape his relentless assault, all she accomplished was to place her pretty pussy on the spit of the other boy’s happy cock and make him.