At 6 am the milkman rang the bell to deliver the bell. I struggled to get up because Pooja was still on my top and fully naked. Somehow I got her off ...e, put my trouser and collected the milk pouches. The milkman wondered why I was not awake as usual. Told him I had a late night and saw him off but not before collecting Pooja’s share of milk pouches too. As I closed the door , I saw Pooja getting up and she was stark naked just as the way she was last night. I kept the milk pouches inside the. Then, we’ll move on to marinated lamb, new potatoes, and asparagus. More wine?’ He filled her glass without waiting for a reply. ‘Not bad…for a man,’ she remarked, trying to be testy. ‘But, what about dessert? And don’t say that I’M dessert. I want ALL the courses.’ ‘Of course there’s dessert. Strawberries and cream!’ Dinner was a complete liquefaction of the senses for them both. She tasted the sight of his strong hands along with the spices in the lamb. Her voice inspired the wine for him and. Agents reluctantly out to stand in front of her."Do the six of you feel that you need to follow me everywhere this evening?" she asked in an almost reasonable tone of voice.The Lieutenant in charge of the security detail answered. "Yes, Your Highness. We are charged with your protection." Which you can do quite well from here." she said firmly."But, you Highness..." he complained."Or do you plan on following me all the way into the springs?" she asked."Well, we..." he said. It was clear that. I responded in kind, and we spent a brief moment just exploring each other’s mouths. She pulled away and quietly whispered, “Lie down.” I sat down on my ass, and lay back on the soft carpet. I spread my legs, and she knelt in front of me, between my knees. “Are you ready?” she asked, softly. I nodded, as I couldn’t find the proper words, and she smiled knowingly. She spat into her cupped hand and wrapped it around my dick. She used her saliva as lube as she worked it up and down my rigid.