A dark, massive cave. Water dripping from the ceiling and the crinkle of dead leaves and grass underneath me. A sickly-sweet stench, like the birth of...a lamb in the dead of night. The metallic taste of iron in my mouth, blood. And lastly, the delicate touch of eggshells underneath my naked back. “Eggshells? Did I land on an egg?” No. To my left is the empty husk of some massive egg beyond anything I have seen, the shredded remains of my clothes s**ttered among the shards. Someone or something. She looks gr8 in half saree and her boops will be visible from every side, her structure’s awesome, and we didn’t have the intention to fuck each other in our working hours or at any time..the incident happened in a day wen there were none other than me and that girl in off.., i was just sitting in my table and sleeping in the lunch time., she used to play with me erotically like calling me in sexy names, touch me here and there and enjoy herself but i haven’t even touched her for a single. He told others that I was.He had some fine ladies associated with the palace coach me in femininevoice and graces. Once I had overcome the shock of the injury done tome, I felt that I needed to comply. I then knew that the Emperor Nerowas reputed to be a man completely capable of murder, particular ofthose close to him. I had no wish to be among the dead.The wedding was huge ceremony as befits an emperor. The entire senatewas in attendance, together with the leaders of notable families. I. I hadn't felt such a thing before. Without thinking,I lifted myself on the tips of my toes as I felt a sudden rush ofpleasure through my body. His mouth left mine, but he now held both mywrists in one of his hands. I must have looked shocked and flushed andshaking because he laughed."My frigid Mistress." His other hand traced a series of narrowingconcentric circles around each of my breasts, turning me on in amaddening way that became fierce and overwhelming as he touched mynipples.This was.