"Would you like me to suck on you again?" Very much," I repeated her words, as she adjusting her position."My husband made me do this for him after Jo...tar was born and when I was unclean. He also put it in my other hole sometimes," she blushed and then licked my rapidly swelling lower head."Did you like doing it?" It took a while to get used to it, but soon I did not mind it so much. When he used my other hole, it hurt for a while, but soon I got used to that too."I buried my head in Lyna's. Bahot dukh rakah hai, …. I am dying”I didn’t let her move kept in same position my dick was all in blood, it was really tight I tried to move it up and down.She was screaming aaahh aaaah baby ruk jaoo mat karo please please baby my mar jaungii, her cute crying gave me more strength, I move it up and down and her crying converted into moaning.I removed my dick clean it with towel and cleaned her vagina too, then she laid and smiled at me and said to tear it up, in no time I started fucking it. " One girl, and only one, per year, would win the privilege of serving Queen Anira, the beauty who ruled the province. No more sleeping in cramped quarters with five other slave girls. No more tepid, tasteless meals. No whippings. The Queen's slave-girl lived in the Queen's quarters, sleeping at the foot of her bed. She ate well, could take regular baths, could wear more than the tiny loin flaps the other girls wore, and had the privilege of being Anira's personal attendant. All she had to do. One Tuesday afternoon I was at Ronnie’s place again. We were playing a racing game and, as usual, I lost every time. That was the main reason why Ronnie often invited me to come and play with him. With the other k**s in our class, he had a much harder time winning. The fact that I always lost because I really didn’t give a rat’s ass about these games thankfully eluded him.“Yes!” Ronnie exclaimed, while on the screen his car passed the finishing line first, “I win again!” He gave me a triumphant.