The two stewardesses stood in silence as Princess Elaheh lay back on the bed, ordering the very pretty raven haired one to pour a glass of wine which ...he did, only pausing to ask what wine the Mistress would like. Princess Elaheh couldn't help but notice what a great body the stewardess had. She couldn't have been any older than eighteen, with a perfectly tanned body.As the Princess sat back and watched the girl's every move, she loved the way the stewardess walked. She almost seemed to glide,. ”“Oh, fuck! You’d like that wouldn’t you?” She squeezed her tits and glanced back at him. “Sexy girls with my big fucking tits and ass sitting on Daddy’s knee!”He spanked her again and again until she toppled forward once more.“OW! You’re SO bad!” “You know it, bitch.” He snatched her hair and yanked her head back and barreled into her. She thought she might split.“Oh! AH! You’re SO deep! So, so, SO deep!” Her hands clenched the satin bed sheets and desperately fucked her body into her lover’s. I came along after she’d been fostering for about five years, and I stayed.She told me that I was quiet and reserved, some would say introverted, as a young child and did not smile or make friends easily. She said I scowled at prospective adoptive parents, and would not talk to them. I remember this: I had made up my mind that I wanted to stay with my ‘Mum’. I got my way!Craig arrived when I was ten and Craig was eight. He had suffered terrible physical abuse by the time he arrived at our. Out of interest, I stopped pumping in and out of her like this, and instead kept my fingers inside her, running them back and forth over the mound, and changing my technique until Lucy gasped, grabbed my hair with both hands and told me to "keep doing that!" So I continued in a steady rhythm, still licking and sucking at her clit, while she moaned louder and wriggled, arching her back and wrapping her legs tight around my bare back, her hands pulling me into her crotch.I don't know how long I'd.