She visited regularly as she lived in a house nearby, and was always popping in to see her friend, and intern, annoying me.She would even stay on to f...nish Love Island if the two of them had been watching TV, and my wife had to leave early, to start her work shift, which resulted in Julie and myself exchanging harsh words about her going as well.It was one of these incidents where Julie was staying on, that she decided to look up some information on the computer, but inadvertently picked up. " A grin from her told me that she really had more feeling for me than her little joke seemed to say."Thank you, my Lady, but the other question is what should we do? Should we stay here and wait for someone or something else to show up to try to harm us, or should we escape. And, if we escape, where should we go? Should we simply return to that room in the palace, should we return to the caravan, or should we return to the Keep? For that matter, should we try to disappear completely so that. I can feel your mucsles getting tighter and I know you are ready to cum. You do, and as you do so, you let out the loudest manly moan I have ever heard. I can feel your hot cum spurting deep into me, your cock throbbing hard as you leave it all inside. "Turn over." I do as I am told and you take me again. Just as hard and deep as last time. You take me by the ankles and put my legs over your shoulders, driving yourself deeper than any man before you has ever gone. I am thrashing about on the. Both of us were hot and now it was my turn.I got up, removed the blanket and asked Aftab to turn his back towards me so that I could fuck his beautiful ass-hole. He pushed his face down on the bed, put the pillow below his tummy and raised his buttocks. Although my finger was easily going inside his ass-hole, I took some more Castor oil and pushed it inside his ass and asked him “ Aftab, sach sach bataana… pehley kiya hai tumney yeh ?” He answered sheepishly…” Haan Saheb…Merey gaaon ka.