Intha varuku na modda ni yevaru antha bagha cheeekaledhu ..Na modda ni pattukoni na modda tip meedha uuummmmmaahh uuummmaaahh antu muddulu pedthuu ame...naluka anchu tho na modda tip meedha tipputuntee na pranam poyndhanukunaa..Mellagha na modda ni ame notlo pettukoni cheekadam modalu pettindhi and inko vaipu hubby modda ni rub chesthu vundhi ..Tarwatha nenu adighaa ride cheyava ani ame sare ani lechi na meedha ki vachi na modda ni ame puku lo pettukundhi ooooyeesssss hubby pakkana vundhi mamalni. Not surprisingly, there were none. Each in turn, under the instruction of Ryar, crawled grovelling forward on his belly, to be given the privilege of kissing the toes and the heels of the golden boots of her Highness. And it was during this ceremony that one of the courtiers, a middle-aged, hatched faced woman, passed a note by means of one of the slaves to the Princess.It read as follows:`Highness, My Daughter Karena - at six-teen – had just come of age, thus she may be granted a personal male. BIGGG… ITS SPLITTING MY CUNT ..IT’S SPLITTING MY CUNT’ and they were ALL kind of giggling to each other as they struggled to hold me. “HOLD HER,, HOLD HER” Said nurse Newton and they all tightened their grip on me. He pushed further and further into my now throbbing wet hole twisting it as he pushed as they all seemed to watch in delight. The tightness of my throbbing wet cunt flexing to take this huge object into it almost over whelmed me and again I yelled, “OHHHH SHITTTT,,,, OHHH. This haspotential I knew but I'd have to be careful not to be tooopenly leering at her legs, at least at first.Again, nervously tugging at the button on her shirt,she sat silently for a moment, I imagined composing herquestion. Whatever it was, she'd been thinking about it fordays at least, but now she had to compose the words. Ifnothing else, I was patient. I waited without furtherprompting.Finally, hesitantly, she stammered, "This isembarrassing, but . . . when you...do you remember...uh,.