Mr. Raj climbed atop me and kissed my lips. He was fumbling with his clothes. I helped him with the belt and zipper of his trousers and pulled the dow...n.“Mine is stretching Sir just pulls it down” I said. Soon my own trousers were in my ankles along with my red panties and Mr. Raj’s big hands were between my legs giving a massage to my pussylips. I shivered and sighed and started to touch his tool from his shorts making it erect. Raj continues to stroke my pussy for some time enjoying the way it. It seems to me most improper, but Her Highness has indicated to me that she finds that very impropriety most gratifying. And so it is that I regularly exchange the musky, ammonia scent of the Hirsutian Royal bush, for the yeasty cocktail that emanates from the Anus Mirabilis or Royal anus.At first I was very dainty in avoiding contact with the puckered rim of one of so high a rank, but on repeated occasions as I worked my tongue into the depths of the Royal slot, the princess has sighed and. ******During my life there were three guys I should have been smart enough to become the ‘partner’ of or, in the case of Jack, marry. All of them had told me that they loved me, had asked me the big question [more than once] and were what I needed. They were all strong dominant males, a little older, all pretty well endowed and, they all knew how to keep me towing the line. Roger was the first and, I would have been fixed for life. ******While this [his return] was expected, the timing could. ”“Very well, but my Master will not be pleased.”Asrah shut the door, and went over to Daniel.“Master…” she whispered, shaking him lightly. Daniel just grumbled slightly. “Master…you need to wake up…”“Mmmmm…I’m sleeping…”“I’m sorry Master, but we’ve been told to get up…” Daniel opened his eyes, and looked at her.“What time is it?”“4am, Master.”“So 9am at home. Still too early.”“Master, we have been told we must attend an urgent house meeting.”“What about?”“They would not say.”Daniel sat up.