He cherished the view of his mother’s glistening sweaty armpits.He slowly brushed his lips on her left armpit while his mother tried to get away fro... him. Her screams went in vain as King Adil licked her armpit sweat with great interest. The smell of the queen’s armpit made his dick harder. Smelling Sujata’s armpits continuously made him intoxicated and energetic.He started pounding her wet pussy up and down vigorously. Sujata by then had stopped her resistance and started moaning to every. Maybe I could even get a job as a caddy? But more seriously, daddy, you mustn't neglect mummy so much - you know how she loves and needs you so.Sister Mercy has now returned to work. She's moving rather stiffly still and, while she remains part of the 'authority' around here, she isn't throwing her weight about as much as she used to. I think you got through to her, daddy.And now to that other little problem that I mentioned a few moments ago. Father Murphy sent for me earlier today and took me. She couldn't even join the Army herself, a childhood injury to one ear had left her with a hearing loss and made sure that would never happen. So there she was, stuck in that awful little town, facing whatever nowhere low-paying job she could find to survive on.Of course, the first thing the Army did was ship him out and, as fate would have it, for most of the seven years since his enlistment, other than on the occasional leave, he was stationed too far away from Becky to see her.After Basic. ? Rajat said.?She needs an army of competent slaves around her at all times.? Rahul said. ?What makes you think you’re good enough???I’m willing to do anything for her.? Rajat said.?And what about me?? Rahul asked. ?Are you ready to serve me, too??Rajat turned to Priya for the answer. ?If you want to be my slave, you’ll have to be his slave, too,? she said.?I’m ready for anything, Master.? Rajat said, kneeling before Rahul.?To begin with, you’re much too well dressed to be my slave.? Rahul.