Phir maine us se baat karna kam kardi ,asli kahani ab shuru hoti ha ma ek flat ma akela rehta hun us building ma 3 floor hain ma top floor par rehta h...un mere bagal wale flat ma ek gazated oficer rehti ha jo kolkata se ayi ha us se maine apne kayi bar kuch documents atest karaye hain or usne bhi kayi bar mujhse ghar ka samaan mangvaya ha to hum dono k kabhi kabhi thodi baat hoti rehti thi. Ek din maine usi ladki ko phon kiya to wo meri awaz sunte hi garam ho gayi or boli aaj tumhare lund ko meri. Those filthy dogmatic do-gooders were doing nothing but getting in the way.Her manservant Eyegor waddled into the the throne room, nonchalantly ignoring the fact that his queen was forcing a slave girl to eat her out."Mistress Malicia, we've finished the report that you requested concerning the secret identities of the Rangers."Malicia perked up in her chair and shoved the slave girl's face further into her snatch. "Pray tell, my good man." Very well, my Queen." The wall of the throne room lit. It was the way it was supposed to be, and Trina liked how Cat seemed amazed by the fact that Trina was touching her.She should be amazed. Trina thought it was nice to be treated like she was supposed to be treated – with awe. It made her like Cat even more. Normally she wouldn't really worry about pleasuring someone after she was done, after all, she'd got what she wanted, and they should just feel satisfied they got to fuck her at all. It was a privilege to get with her, an honour, and people. For a minute I was just on the edge of spilling my load between her sensual lips but somehow I managed to hold back. She removed my cock from her mouth. My cock head glistened in her saliva.She rubbed the wet head of my cock gently over her sensitive nipples then rubbed my shaft with her full tits. Now I had more control over my cock than earlier. Alia took my cock all the way into her mouth and let me fuck her throat, expertly holding me at the edge of my desire. She pulled my slick cock out.