She offered her soul in payment. She asked that Babür’s soul be spared as well. His grief and pain had driven him mad, his moment of desolation sho...ld not overshadow all the good things he’d done in his life, she reasoned. Her devotion to her family, her love of her God and her desire to pay for the sins of another brought favor to her request. The angels spoke to her and told her how to break the curse. Instead of her soul, they took some of her skin and left her with a scar that was shaped. She said are you horny? I am hard I told her. She said I'll be right back. When she returned she had her cell phone. Still wearing only a pair of see through panties she sat down and dialed a number. I listened to her side of the call, she told the person her pussy needed to be fucked immediately. Then she said no its OK bring him too. She hung up the phone and laid it down. Her thigh muscles tightened and she said my pussy is just like that pizza commercial. I gave her a confused look. Its hot. Now this went on for a bit and I was really starting to put the wood to her when she suddenly unclasped her legs and then lifted them up onto my shoulders, that devilish grin spreading across her face. I took hold of her raised thighs and started pounding her harder and faster than I think we’d ever banged, mainly due to the position we were in and the absolutely free, unencumbered access to her warm, wet pussy that it offered. I was actually breaking a sweat as we fucked and her tits were. It’s for your assignment. You’re the grand duchess and I’m one of the guards. Enjoy it.” I noticed his breathing was heavy and he started to run his hands up and down my thighs. His calloused fingers move under my skirt probing my panties. “I think these need to come off, they are wet and should be dry.” He hooked his fingers into the elastic of my panties. I automatically moved as he took them off. Bringing them to his face, he inhaled the smell from my panties. “Delicious, how about you.