"Of course I will, but why did she not deliver it to me herself?" She is currently busy with your mother the queen, your Highness." The twinkle in her... eye seemed to add some hidden meaning to her words. Then with a flick of her hair she turned and walked back into the castle. Leaving William standing there with some troubled thoughts running through his mind.Gwen rolled over with a sigh, the juices of her maid still trickling over her lips and cheeks. When she opened her eyes she could see her. Without a word, she turned and walked inside the flat, and I closed the front door behind me and followed her into the living room, admiring her thin bare shoulders, her tight backside, her panties unsuccessfully straining to restrain her lean buttocks, but leaving more than half of them exposed, and her shapely legs ... He was sitting in the corner of the sofa, and he lazily waved a hand in my direction as the woman crossed the room towards him and caressed his face.'You took your time, Mum, '. Not wanting to be the horny uncle, I always try as much as possible to look away. But she always seem so excited and actually stands in my way, forcing me to stare at those nipples aggressively visible on the shirt. The angle where the nipples sit on her chest, makes me wonder how incredibly perky those boobs are.I would greet her and look up, smile a little and move on, ask her about her folks and just be nice generally.I wasn’t feeling so good this particular day, so I left work early. I went. My main contact at the client company is fluent in English and gives me lots of cultural tips. The food is tasty and plentiful. Twice a week the landlord’s daughter comes in to clean and do my laundry. She is an attractive early-twenties girl who wears the traditional pajama-like clothing which shows little of her shape. It appears that some nice sized breasts are swaying unencumbered under the top, as best as I can tell.After I’d been there a couple of weeks my company contact asked me how my.