Clover had been thinking of her, fantasizing about dressing her up, and had even gone so far as to waste their master's money buying the clothes she w...nted to put Rose in? The sisters back at the creche would be shocked.Emboldened, she strutted across the room, hips swaying and eyes smouldering as she held Clover's gaze the whole way. When she was standing right in front of her friend, she purred, "You were about to say if you had any secretarial work that couldn't wait until tomorrow."Clover. . . Tum atna zor sakyun jhatka mara and uska eyes ma pani aagaya tha… .And achanak yohasna lagi and ham v muskura dea & yo relax v ho gai thi & boli tum jada jor sa mat kea kar….. Thik hai baby & bolta ka sath ham uska andar apna 1 ungli dal dea usko maja ana laga…Or boli aesa maja ham ko jindgi ma nahi aya tha tum bohot aacha ho. And thank u. . . . . . . .Phir ham boobs chatna laga and phir ham uska chut ma lund dera dera under bahar karna laga yo siskana lagi oooo oohhaa aaaaa yaaaaa ahhaa. Say nothing and do nothing…do you understand?”“Yes, my queen.” I reply, bowing slightly.I see her nod to the servant who is standing by the nearest door. He is dressed sharply and responds with a nod as he begins walking across the room towards the throne and climbs the steps. Reaching the top step, he stops in front of the queen but behind my wife. The queen waves her hand slightly in a proceed motion and he unties his pants drawstring and lowers them to his knees. His cock is stiff and. Salty and musky behind your knee. My lips kiss their way closer to your center. Tongue leaving a trail, mapping my way to the very essence of your femininity. You are pulling at your bonds, words muffled by the shaft of your lover as you try to angle your hips closer to my kisses, to bring your pussy closer to my mouth.I sense your need and delay. Detour around your mons to your belly button. Small sounds of disappointment and need escape from around your fiancé’s cock. He is steadily, but.