“You don’t look that old anyway…” my voice trailed off as Jenny looked at me in mock seriousness.“I think we’ll stop right there!” I mus...t have looked contrite as she quickly reached out and stroked the side of my cheek. “Sorry Martin, but I am your teacher after all.” She was absolutely right of course. She had to be very careful in her position and I nodded before sitting up and gazing casually out to sea, trying to control my raging erection!“Now I’ve upset you haven’t I?” I turned to look. .Uski ungliya jo meri chut ko touch kar ri ti wo bi muje acchi lagne lagi ti..Usne ab jeeb se mere chut ko chatne laga mai bas aaaa aaaa ahhhhuu ummm mmm uuuu ufff aaaaauu ucccc cchhh hhhh hhhh baby please mere chut me apna lund daldo please kehne lagi…Or apni awaj ko sunne lagi..Muje bilkul bi hosh ni tha ki meri awaj bahar tak bi jaa sakti h msi bas usse chudana chahti ti bas..Ab wo meri chut ko or jor jor se chatne laga maine uska sir apni chut me daba liya or ekdm jakad kr uske muh pr apna. I just don't have a clue what we'll find after three-hundred years," I told him.I though about that question for a few moments. I hadn't been a Spirit long enough to even start to guess what things might look like for someones who'd been buried.Sara most likely had been buried directly in the earth without the benefit a coffin. I was sure not much of her earthly body would be left, save her skeleton. That probably would be the most we would find."But why is she pinned to her grave?" my mind. Maybe I would find out later. In any case, the palanquin was lifted, and I helped the pharaoh to his feet. Immediately, several retainers rushed up to brush him off. He suffered through that as only a pharaoh could and stepped back into his seat in the palanquin. The procession resumed with no further delay, and I filled Alquot in on what had happened while we marched to the temples.The very boring ceremonies were finally completed and we reformed the procession to return to the palace..