But it doesn’t matter – you’re soaked – let’s get you dried off”, and I retreated to the kitchen to get her a towel. She stood there, havi...g followed me through, with the towel in her hand making no attempt to dry herself; I instantly noticed the unmistakable outline of suspenders where her sodden skirt clung to her shapely legs! “I’m REALLY sorry to trouble you, but my Father only told me tonight, that I was booked on a flight to go to India in the morning! … you’ve created quite a stir in the. He got up and pulled his pants up. I was still lying in the straw. I sat up a little and closed my legs and covered my breasts with my hands. As I opened my eyes, I could see that there were now six tribesmen, who were wearing only loincloths, looking at me and smiling and discussing me in their own language. I knew I was really d***k, but I must have been completely insane too, because instead of screaming for my husband, I exposed my naked breasts to the tall black natives and, as I. “Sure, I’ll do whatever you want Mrs. Johnson.” I reply.She gets up letting my dick fall from her pussy in the process and goes into the other room. When she returns she has a jar of Vaseline in her hand. “First you have to get my asshole ready to receive your cock Scotty.” She bends over the sofa as I get some lubricant on my fingers. She pulls her ass cheeks wide to allow me better access and I immediately begin to work on her hole. In a while I notice it starts to open up somewhat. I rubbed. Are we agreed? The rest of the company cheered their approval, the Prince casually pushed Peaches to her knees and the meeting was adjourned. Peaches left the room ten minutes later, with a trooper holding her lead. He led her, still naked and bound, to the room that had been set up as her study, and unzipped the sleeve that held her arms behind her back. Putting on what Peaches thought of affectionately as her study cuffs, manacles that went behind her back, and allowed her to make her hands.