She sighed, deeply, as though something she had wanted for so long had finally happened. She moved toward me, making my arms bend and pressing my hand... against her breasts. I thought of kissing her, but her smile turned to a grin.“Squeeze them, hard.”I strengthened my grip, trapping her nipples between my finger and thumb. Her head went back, and she sank down a little.“Oh! At last. Another man’s hands squeezing my breasts, pulling on my nipples. Not hard enough, but I’ve waited so long to have. The hunt took place over a purpose-built enclave some three miles by four with the triple palace in the south-west corner. The natural features of the area had been adapted and the foothills to the north of the Golden Palace formed a natural boundary. A small river flowed from the hills in a sweeping reverse curve to the side of the palace and could be crossed easily only at one point, where there was a ford. Groves of trees had been planted on either side of the river and at the northern end. I had to keep kissing her to try and keep her quiet. Her moaning was getting louder and louder. She broke away from my lips and whispered, ‘Harder!’ so I picked up the pace, ‘Harder!’ I started slamming into her, ‘HARDER!’ for the next several minutes I worked her like a jackrabbit, quick, short, and as hard as I could thrust. She began to cry, and shake. At first, I thought I was hurting her, but just before I said something, I realized her pussy muscle was clamping down hard as she was. It was a well-known and never talked about secret that Prince Sharn, or rather Cadet Sharn, was to be watched over, encouraged, tutored, and whatever else was needed to help him through the Academy without skimping on the training and education. Of course, by the time he was ready to graduate it was plain to all that it was probably to the good that he was on the runty side when he started. Otherwise the top cadet would have been four years younger than the next oldest graduate and that would.