There were already a few storesecurity personnel there and they with the other 4 set up a blockade toprevent any intrusions by the crowd and costumers.... Our two guards withus continued behind the curtained off area and they stayed just insidethe entrance.The photographer was snapping away oblivious to what was happeningaround him, but one of his assistants watched everything. She camerunning over to us and introduced herself as Ms. Judith View and shewas the Chief Assistant to Mr. Keith Edwards,. ”“Is that so, Your Highness.”“Entirely.”“Shall I make arrangement for you to meet one of them privately?”“I should think that is a brilliant idea. I would like to meet the one who sang last. My cousin, Lumpo, should meet with the other one.”“Very well! I shall have it arranged.”Later that night, as Kango relaxed, Domenico appeared at his door. The castrato was wearing a dress and powdered face along with a wig. His breasts were pushed up by a corset.The Italian singer sashayed into the. It was still gaping wide, and leaking sperm. My ass was so sore I wanted to cry again. It wasn't just my asshole either, my insides hurt too, they ached. I coughed and it hurt so bad I tried to whimper but no sounds came out. I swallowed and it felt like my father's huge cock was being forced down my throat again.I lay there naked, betrayed by my father, filled with his sperm, sore, and scared. I stirred and attempted to get to my hands and knees. The second my stomach was upright, I became. If you suck me until I cum I won’t tell anyone what you were doing.” And he sat down next to Wayne (who was looking more excited rather than resigned!).“O.K” I agreed “But just this once, never again.” I pulled down his boxers to reveal a cock which I had not seen since he was a baby and I have to admit it was cute. Very thin like a pencil but fairly long and with a big purplish knob at the top. I began to suck on that knob like a lollypop– I was fascinated by it – and David started to.