He was dressed in dark blue wool knee breeches with amatching waistcoat fastened with silver buttons, underneath which was awhite shirt with a high co...lar. Except for the waistcoat, his attire wassimilar to that of the Princess. In his hand, he carried a slate. Whenhe saw the Queen, he dropped to one knee and bowed his head."Rise master tailor," the Queen directed."The tailor stood up and his gaze fell on Princess Charlene, who was stillsitting on the couch, which blocked all but his view of. Mr White stamped their tickets with a paid stamp and both girls farted in distress. Both of them needed the toilet badly ,but they would have to wait , or piss themselves before everyone!Two more girls replaced the previous girls as there was no time to waste. The mature woman still had eighteen strokes to come .The two new girls assumed the position looking extremely nervous as the officer resumed the caning of the fat arsed. " If only he had bothered to take his nose out of the newspaper Danny would have seen her eyes so bright and sparkling, her face rapturous, her hand unthinkingly dropping to her crotch.Now the house was quiet. Danny at work, her chores done, Vicky took the black box from its hiding place. She had quite deliberately hidden it so that if her husband had been curious, a casual check would not have revealed it. Time was needed to explain, if necessary, this small, bright object. Most certainly not. Rohit reached her nether lips and licked the length of them, parting them with his tongue. She jumped involuntarily when his tongue brushed her clit.My tongue moved down, entered her vagina, and further back slid over her anus. Although her husband often ate her, she had never experienced this, and it was delicious. After a few moments of licking and rimming, I moved up to her clit again, and gently sucked it into my mouth.The sensation was incredible, but nothing compared to when he began to.