Or if caught on a good day, she will join her daughter in the public acts of embarrassment.This is where the story begins."Princess Alida, you need to...get up!" A motherly voice with a hint of annoyance cuts through the tranquil quiet of Alida's bedroom."Five more minutes." Alida groggily begs as she buries her face in her pillow."No, you will get up now, you are already late for the royal breakfast." Replies her maid with a frustrated sigh, as she grips the bottom of Alida's blanket. In one. Den vo kehte ohhh acha!! Means ab tu bda ho gya nd puchne lge ki btao kya acha h figure mein maine kahan apke vo sb ab bol nh skta apke saamne toh vo hs pde.Toh maine pucha ki apka koi boyfrnd tha toh vo kehte nh maine kaha meri bhi nh h koi gf sb kuj krne ko shaadi k bd hi milega vo hsne lge.Ab mujhse rha nh ja ra tha toh maine uhne kaha ki can u plz kiss me???She became shocked nd she said no maine kaha plzz ek lip kiss fr vo kehte ki kisi ko pta chl jayega maine kaha nh pta lgta fr vo maan. She looked over her back and directly at me as she asked the captive woman: ‘What’s it to be – cunt or ass?’ ‘Ass-fuck me, you bitch!’ moaned Miss Deacon, ‘you know I love that’. I gasped – I had never even thought of such a thing, and was both shocked and intrigued. Miss Foster slapped her partner’s rump with the riding crop, took a firm grip on her hips, and then slowly ground the dildo into the gasping woman’s anus. She began to pump in and out, and during the whole time both women gazed. I turned off the lights, ready to come back at midnight to give Thomas his last night of pleasure. *** The hospital was less busy towards 1am, but still filled with people in the emergency department, which I had to walk through. I stopped by at reception, pretending that I had lost my key, and was given the spare to use for the night with little comment. Now only I had access to the morgue tonight, and I gleefully unlocked the door and entered, before closing the door and locking it carefully.