Adas kept to himself awayfrom the fountain and the boastful Princes with quick tempers andquicker blades. None of the serving girls offered him drinks... or sweets,making him feel like an outsider despite the Viziers previous warmth.Trumpets sounded announcing the entrance of Mohammad Ibn Del Rachid. ThePrinces immediately flocked to the aging Lord, showering him with giftsand pleasantries in the futile hope that he could somehow influence hisdaughter's decision."Now, now, young men," the Lord. Whiteness was his disease, magnified by a Napoleonic complex of huge proportions given his height of 5'1". He suffered from narcissism extraordinaire. In his delusional mind, the universe owed him an apology for his height and he compensated for it by singing "Woe is me," every chance he got-- the 12" extended, remix, house music version. Lying was his first nature, he could construct a tale of deceit without so much as the blink of an eye, all to make himself seem more important or to. Every time Irelaxed, I could feel the cum flowing out. But I have a duty. My sonneeds to feed on men's sperms in my ass and what kinda mother would Ibe if I can't fulfill his one little hunger." As soon as she came home, she fell on all knees. I knew what to do.I immediately went behind her, bent her forward, raised her skirt andglued my lips to her asshole." I said, continuing the story."And then i relaxed. I could feel thick slurry running out of me andinto his mouth. It was so relaxing." She. Her moans were muffled from the pillow. Her hair lay about in shambles with her hands cuffed before her, ass up, subject to his pleasuring, his cock now rubbing up and down her thigh.He grabbed her firmly and flipped her over on the bed. The candle lit room revealing her sensual lips, her beautiful breasts, soft skin and tight pussy waiting to be teased. He entered her once more with his two fingers. Much more vigorously he played with her pussy, searching for her G-spot, with his thumb.