Now she had the power of life and death that had been her dream for so long."The Golden Palace," she snapped, but the driver did not move."Tell him," ...he said to Jeremy, who gave the order and the car started immediately.When they arrived at the Palace, a few minutes later, she said to Jeremy, "Bring the driver with us."Followed by Jeremy, the two girls and a very unwilling chauffeur, she swept along the corridor and into the Throne Room where her father, the Emir sat on a small throne on a. Without hesitation, the Australian pop princess got to work again, going right down balls deep with each stroke, working her throat and tongue hard, pulling right back to work on the sensitive head of his cock as she did to give him the maximum pleasure. As she knelt before him, she wondered when he'd really go for it and give her a throatjob, though she was thoroughly enjoying sucking in him with him in total control. She loved the sensation of his thick head sliding deeply into her skilful. Still, I guess I should enjoy what’s left of my school life. Mrs Clayton had one thing going for her though- Her looks. She’s got a seriously big rack on her and the pencil skirts she liked wearing couldn’t hide the thick curves of her ass.One time, she wore a shirt that was so thin, I could make out the purple lacy bra as she was bent over my desk, lecturing me on how I fucked up on my math equation. I spent the rest of that class with a boner under the desk. It wasn’t something I could hide. I meet up with my groupies (We call ourselves the "Black Fab Five") and headed to the student union to find a short lunch line. But wait.. I saw him again. there he was, the kid from registration. He was standing with a girl.. I got a good look at him. Kind of short, spiky hair, stocky and muscular build, Green Eyes, and the brightest smile ever. It was just dreamy. Hell, I found myself standing here in the pizza line with my mouth wide open. Kyshah - "SONNY! Damn! Now, back to this bitch I.