Thus they were freedfrom their de facto house arrest, and I in my invisibility, and in awonderfully refreshing, relaxed sense of safety at last, took ...off towardthe city center and my destiny there.Step one was to find and rescue my men. I had concluded earlier that theymust be in the palace, and while no one in the Council could confirmthat, they had come to the same conclusion. Actually, of course, Icouldn't just go charging in there just yet--I needed another kind ofcharging. I needed a day. I know you want to.”For a moment, an almost confused look came over Chelsea’s face, as though she had never realized that it was possible to do something that would make her even happier than she was right now.Chelsea spoke looking up innocently at Stephen while still massaging his cock in one hand, “Will you fuck me, Stephen? Even though I am sweaty and smelly, and stinky and disgusting?”“Smelly and stinky are the same thing, Chelsea.”Stephen was made to lay down on his back. When Chelsea. Her back,arched, her entire body tightened up, She was back to that consciouslessstate from yesterday. All was just sensations. Pain and pleasure shootingthrough her entire body. It didn't matter what it was. It all felt good.It all felt amazing.Coming back to her senses, she found herself resting in 'John's' crotch.His dick was under her nose, going limp. His hand was caressing her,stroking her hair gently. "Good girl," he said. The words warmed. Sheneeded them, after the rough treatment.. Salma began spreading her legs further apart and her arousal was getting even more intense once she felt Tabassum’s perky nipples pressing against her back.“Tabassum, stop at once,” Salma cautioned but in vain. Tabassum’s fingers gripped Salma’s churidar and began pulling it up. Her eyes stay glued to Salma’s wonderful body that was just about getting unveiled. “What are you up to?” Salma asked thoroughly perplexed.Tabassum wasn’t answering. Her fingers reached towards Salma’s ass cheeks. As.