Chandra gulped, the quartermaster drew his sword. ?Leave us, I wish to speak to the princess.? Farouk said unconcerned. ?Please Girdern.? Chandra pa...ted her brunette eyes never leaving the black warrior?s. ?As you wish your highness.? The quartermaster sheafed his sword and motioned to the servants. ?Now what do you intend to do with me?? The princess challenged. Farouk bowed slightly and flipped his sword, offering her the hilt, as Chandra reached for it he gracefully held her wrist. ?I,. I am your mother, you motherfucker, leave me alone.”I ignored her and started kissing the back of her neck. My hands climbed the front of her and found the hot silky feeling of her boobs. I cupped mother’s breasts, feeling their fullness.“No. I told you – We cannot do it………..It is sin………..” Her voice was cracking. She tried to squirm away but I held her firmly. My right hand entered the front of her nicker and touched her cunt which was swollen and wet.“Mother you are a cock tease. You are. .?” she offered.“Snockling?” I replied and she nodded, “Ahhh... snorkelling?”“Snork-ing!” she mimicked.I leaned forward across the table resting my elbows either side of my empty coffee cup. “Sn-ork-ell-ing” I enunciated as clearly as possible.“Snorkling?” she replied.I nodded, “close enough... snorkelling, yes I do enjoy a good snorkel” I almost sniggered as I realised my friends back home would not have left a double-entendre of that calibre slip by.She nodded herself slipping back into her. In the hall, I drew my huge bayonet, showed it too him, pricked his chin and urged him to leave the premises at once. He almost tumbled down the stairs, looked back at me with hatred once, and stalked out of sight, mumbling threats. I heard his feet going on down and returned to the room where the woman now lay, face down, on the bed, all slim body, bruised flesh and womanly buttocks, her back shaking.I sat beside her, put my hand on her and she trembled."It's all right," I said, "He's.