His big beautiful cock was bobbing a few inches in front of my face, and several times brushed up against my chin, cheek, eyes, lips or forehead, leav...ng a trail of precum and my saliva. My own seven inch cock was rock hard and throbbing, but this was not about me. This was all about him. His pleasure,but also somehow my pleasure through my servitude of him.He seemed to understand what I was about as he leaned back against the wall and waited as I brought my mouth and tongue back into play. I. It seemed as if the chhetri was merely slumbering. It was well known the previous queen had imprisoned his soul on the Earth plane for refusing to become her consort. His muscular physique hadn't helped him when he had been betrayed by his own master and been imprisoned. This particular chhetri was the one he'd dreamed of for decades. Indeed, had been in his dreams since he had begun to mature younger than the rest of the boys his age. Later, he'd found out it was one of the telltale signs of. He thrust it in at a shallow angle, but she was already moaning loudly. Kwame penetrated her inch by inch as she yelped from feeling pleasures she had never felt before.Her fears disappeared as Kwame grabbed her thighs and thrust his huge cock inside her. She moaned and screamed as her body convulsed. Kwame pulled his cock out as it dripped with Velamma’s cum.Kwame: I should have warned you. My cock makes girls cum quick.Velamma: I’m not the one who should be having the orgasm!Kwame turned. I let her undress me and she took her time, running her hands over my body lovingly as she pulled first the shirt off my shoulders and continued with each new piece of skin she exposed. I smiled at her and let her have her fun, moving to help her strip me nude. I was getting used to having people look at me and I figured I was going to get plenty of that this week, between here and DC.When she was done with her work, I turned my attention to her and unzipped her dress, letting it fall from her.