This time, the kiss was not of passion, but of tenderness. At that moment, feelings of love were born in Rose’s heart. Her heart beating fast, she b...gan to move, slowly and steadily. Her beautiful ass rose and fell in long, steady strokes. The pain didn’t seem to stop her, she wanted Lucas to feel good.Lucas seemed to sense the change in Rose’s mental state. He began to watch Rose’s beautiful face, which although she had a happy smile and tears in her eyes, showed a little of the pain she was. When they arrived at the Palace, a few minutes later, she said to Jeremy, "Bring the driver with us."Followed by Jeremy, the two girls and a very unwilling chauffeur, she swept along the corridor and into the Throne Room where her father, the Emir sat on a small throne on a dais, surrounded by advisors and supplicants.Crossing the room, she gave the least possible hint of a bow and asked, "Father, am I to be obeyed by minions such as the chauffeur? Or must I carry a man everywhere to relay my. . . big time. I said to her, ‘Dorothy go ahead and finish (because I want to do the same but then we would never finish this conversation.), and lets hang up’.‘I need to take care of the kids now and I will call you tomorrow again to set your coming over’.We hang up the phone and my life continued. Kids, to bed! . . . . I said to my three beauties. What I did not say is that I am calling Dorothy as soon as I finish with the kids so that I also fuck my pussy with my dildo.That happened (the. I offered her with a devil smile, insinuating her for what is to come. She noticed and acted as if nothing has happened and the whole mug was hers. I went on to snatch it, she resisted, and threatening that coffee will be spoilt over the bed. I settled down as I would have to wash the bed sheet. But the little fight brought me closer to her, besides her. We had coffee after little mischief.We sat with our legs spread over the spacious bed and busy chit chatting. Both avoided eye contact as if.