She rolled a 3, which put her on space #9: General. The card had a picture of a bird flying out of a cage: "'Timeout over, player returns.'" She knott...d her brow in confusion. "What player?"Suddenly there was a young woman with brown wavy hair standing by their bed. "Oh! Who are you?" the newcomer asked, shocked, as she regarded them with wide eyes."Who the hell are you?!" Bev yelled. "What are you doing in our house?" I'm Flora," she said as if that meant something, "and I'm playing the game.. Tabhi neeta mami wahan aayi aur kuch saman uthane ke lie jhuki to muje unke bde bde boobs dikhe jisse mujhe nasha hone laga aur mera lund mere lower ke ander khada hone laga aur main apna hath jaanbujh kar apne lund ke upar le jaane laga..Taaki mami mere lund ko dekhe aur kuch waise hi hua. Fir Mami kehne lagi ke lucky kitchen ka kaam karte karte thak gai hun main nahakar aati hun aur wo nahane chali gai. 15 minutes bad mami bathroom se aayi aur mere bagal mein aakar baith gai aur kyoki usne. It's more of an imperative urge. I have to come. That urge was especially strong this morning after seeing you wiggle that beautiful ass into your panties. Thank you for letting me satisfy that urge within you."This exasperates her. "So when you wake like this, there's no foreplay and intercourse is over, just like that?"Intercourse isn't over, Claire. It's just moved into a temporarily verbal phase, while I rest a bit. That was just the beginning of foreplay. Being used by you last night was. Together with my pouty lips it is almost making it too hard for me not to look flirty, even when I don't intend to do so. So I usually acted in a way that people would probably think of as being shy, as a way of tipping people off, even though I got a pretty hard upbringing which one might expect from someone who was supposed to be the reserve. But it worked.My long stout ginger red hair frames my face, a trademark trait for almost every ruling member of my royal house. There have been so many.