She grabbed my hair and tugged at it softly, pulling me closer in. “Oh fuck!” She gasped. She started squirming a bit as I worked on her. I slid ...n a few fingers, drawing another gasp from her. “You have done… done this, haven’t you.” She panted. “Honestly, I haven’t.” I grinned. “Pretty amazing for… your first time then.” I could feel her pussy start to clamp around my fingers. “Oh Shit!” She exclaimed. I could feel her juices drench over my face. I continued to finger her while I lapped. Unki figure thi 36-32-38. Unki gaand bahut hi ubhri huyi thi, jab who chalti thi, tab mann karta tha abhi gaand pakad ke pel du. But muje job karni thi , toh mein kuch galat nhi kar sakta tha. Baad mein Trupti ma’m ke bare mein research kiya toh pata chala ki ma’m ke hubby foreign mein job karte hain aur unki ek ladki thi jo 10 saal kit hi. So research karke itna pata chala ki ma’m kui tan ki pyas se bhukhi thi. So unko who chahiye tha. Mein mauke ka intzaat mein tha muje green signal mile. But. Followed by Brent, Blake and William entering with Brent's valet, Michael. Without a word, Brent settled his robes around him, and headed for the door leading into the Great Hall. Gwen walked beside him on his right; Blake fell in behind them, followed by Celeste and William with Calvin bringing up the rear.The Royal Family and guest walked straight to the Head Table. King Brent and Queen Gwen taking to two throne-like chairs in the middle, Blake on his father's left, with William on his. , took a warm bath in the bathtub, not caring if it was her turn or not. Half an hour later, she went downstairs to the dining room where she was greeted with a cheerful smile from Alesa. Her suitcase and bags were already packed, sitting in the reception area. She was waiting for her father to take her home.She and Alesa were having a lively conversation when the Russian woman came to serve them their breakfast. The woman turned pale like a ghost and was visibly surprised with wide open eyes.