She’s only mad because I got you first.”“Pri, what am I? A prize in some contest?”“No! It’s not like that. And she has no right to be angr.... She’s stolen enough guys away from me. I’ll go calm her down.”Prisha scurried up to the tent.I sighed. Was it always that dramatic with those two? It was comforting that both of them had approached me, not the other way around, but I didn’t like being the cause of conflict. I didn’t like conflict... especially not at my camp.I waited, but after a while, it. Continuing with the task, I heard at one point his voice calling me:- Come here boy.Now her voice was softer, not as affected as before. I washed my hands and half hesitant came out of the bathroom, following the sound of her call. She was in her bed room. Now she wore a light blue robe, long to her feet. - Is that what you were thinking?And opening a robe flap, she showed a delicious big tit. With such a movement, the part under the robe also broke apart, letting it be seen her old hairy. At a nod from her, the lithe British girl was quickly stripped of her dress, brassière and knickers, and cuffed to the four corners of the Princess's bed, face up. She trembled with terror as the Princess, whom she had trusted as a friend, signalled to the half naked gigantic negro who was always in silent attendance and he advanced towards her.The Princess gave an order in Arabic and the creature dropped his shalwar, revealing a penis which was enormous, even in repose. Worse, it was visibly. "You can touch them if you like," she saidI raised a hand and tentatively touched her left breast. It was soft and firm at the same time."And the other one, you can touch that too," she insisted, taking hold of my other hand and placing it on her right breast.I squeezed them both, not really knowing what to do but loving how they felt all the same."Can you kiss my nipples?" Natty asked.I lowered my head and kissed both of them one after the other."And suck on them a bit?" she pleaded.I sucked.