In particular were ones of me going into the punishment room, one of me spanking her butt and then one of me walking out in front of the ambassador.He...asked me, “Can you explain the nature of these pictures showing you with the ambassador and his daughter?”“As much as I feel that you need to know, yes,” I told him as I watched them both bristle at my tone. “During our meal the ambassador’s daughter behaved like a stuck-up, snotty, unmannered little child and threw a complete tantrum that. He felt the nipple harden and pinched each through the bra. He then pulled each breast out of the bra and then rolled the nipple between fingers. He then undid the slacks, pulled them down, and reached up and stroked her pussy. She winched and gasped as he rammed two fingers into her and found the spot. He could see her body quiver as the fingers rubbed the spot harder and his thumb found the clit. Getting the last couple involved was easy as the man was at Johns shoulder reaching out for. When I reached the peak, I started to imagine about women. Whenever I saw a women passing by me or going along the street, I started to think how it would be if I get her nude completely in front of me, how she would look like without bra and panty, how she would react if finger her pussy and bang her asshole, what the pose could be she would like. I usually made wet my bed-sheet with my cum because of regular masturbation. I started to search a woman to taste the pleasure of real sex as it had. The Captain had chosen her troopers uniforms specifically to show off the penis and testicles knowing all too well that the skintight riding tights would constantly rub the the soldiers penis keeping it erect, many young troopers had orgasms while they rode, the constant motion of the horse under the leather saddle would mean the poor soldiers cock was always being massaged by the silky lycra of his riding tights essentially wanking the trooper off. The way the village women viewed the mounted.