”“Great,” Yoshiko groaned. Her dick throbbed. “Well, I’m going to enjoy myself if you can’t help me.”“Enjoy... ?” Sayuri’s eyes wi...ened. “Wait, she’s the daimyo’s daughter. You can’t dishonour her!”“I know, a princess.” Yoshiko seized Mitsuko’s hips and thrust.The hymen stretched before Yoshiko’s cock. Her breasts jiggled before her as she pushed harder. Mitsuko groaned about Sayuri’s dick, her hips wiggling. And then her hymen snapped. Yoshiko’s dick dived into tight, virgin princess-cunt.Her. I sat back down at the table, spun her around and stripped her shorts and panties up and off her legs. In the dim light, I could see her pale, naturally blond pubic curls. I leaned in and inhaled her essence, a mixture of sweet and sour, so clean.The scent of her was one thing. But the taste, as I extended my tongue and licked slowly from bottom to top, was sheer ambrosia. Overcome, I literally attacked her pussy. I latched onto her mound with my lips and drove my tongue as far inside her tight. " If she wasn't about to marry the guy, our code dictated that she give me that opportunity."I, I really didn't measure. Anyway, that has nothing to do with it." Right. Only guys with little dicks say size has nothing to do with it." He doesn't say anything about it. He is just the most unbelievable lover I've ever had." I could see regret in her face that I had pushed her to talk about it. I would have to push to get more."My God, how big is he? Can you even take it all?" I don't know for. We dropped Libby and Yvonne off at their houses and quietly drove home. When we got there, I told Donna to rinse out her suit and get ready to eat.She asked, "Am I in trouble?"I smiled and said, "I don't know, but I don't think so."Connie purposely delayed any discussion of the incident until we were almost ready for bed. Donna had her Minnie Mouse nightshirt on, and we were wearing pajamas. We got settled on the couch by the fireplace and Connie began."What happened?"Donna said, "Alex started.