Princess Adeline walked upto the throne, there was a small seat, and her father motioned for her to sit."Daughter, your birthday went well?" Adeline s...miled,"Yes Sire. It was fun; everybody was happy and enjoyed themselves." - Well they had to, she was the Kings daughter, and they had to be happy, by order! If they weren't - she remembered one girl, she was about 12 started to frown when singing happy birthday, the guards had noticed and she was taken away by three of them. When she came back. I wanted to press them, squeeze them, suck her nipples, wanted to drink her milk. Whenever she used to look away, I used to stare at her boobs. After a long game of hide and seek between my eyes and her boobs, finally she caught me staring at it, she covered it with her dupatta with a fake smile. I felt ashamed and I smiled sheepishly. I returned back to my home and masturbated fantasizing about fucking her cleavage.2-3 days later, she visited my home for a formal meet with my family. She. So I bored the holes and drove the wooden pins home. These posts were about four inches square. I continued until I had a hollow cube erected. I was very surprised that I had managed to do all this in one day."What are you trying to build?" Asked Marjorie."It will be a surprise, please just wait it is something I have had revolving in my head for some time. I am sure you will like it once completed," I tried to reassure her.The ritual of the bathing in the tub had to continue, as we had no. " "Oh yes, the scenery. I'm sure the scenery you viewed for the entire race was spectacular!" I looked over at Marc, my discomfort level growing, unsure of where this rapidly escalating tension was heading. "Deidre, my dear, did you know that our nice polite guest here spent the entire race running right behind you, so he could watch your ass and legs as you ran?" "That's not true," I stammered out, too quickly and too loud. My heart starting to pound in my chest, and I was sizing up.