Meg stared at the exposed charms of the nude beauty, imaging what she would do to the tender flesh when Magnus was done. Meg enjoyed forcing a naive g...irl to suck her first pussy. Creaming on her face would be sweet revenge for the Princess’ mistreatment of her “Lady in Waiting”.The Princess flushed deeper upon noticing Meg’s gaze. She tried using her hands to modestly cover herself. Then needing to reestablish her dominance, she demanded to know what must be done next.Meg instructed her to. He slipped his hand inside my tee and started rubbing my tummy and chest and rubbing and tweaking my nipples slowly. I was loving it and I pressed my buttocks further in his crotch ahh it felt so massive and hard his cock and then he took off his vest and my tee (I helped) and pulled me closer ohh I could now feel his firm hairy chest on my naked back and he started kissing my cheek and licking my earlobes I was drunk with lust this man now owned me to be original.I will narrate in Hindi. I wouldn't be the first girl who fucked her sister's boyfriend." She said."Husband." I reminded her."Right. Well we're also not really sisters either." She could be snotty when she felt like it. "I'll make it easy for you."And with that Samantha popped up off the floor mattress and slid down her tight little booty shorts down those long thighs and then got on all fours facing away from me. Facing the tv in fact. So she could keep watching the movie.Her ass was so fucking perfect, two perfect. ‘No Scott, you’d stink up my cruiser and I have to live in that thing tonight, so you’ll be ok, just hang on.’ I woke up in a foul smelling 20×20 cell with 13 other foul smelling drunks. They had puked on themselves, shit their pants, pissed their pants and generally made messes of themselves. Of course, I didn’t need to be treated like this, I have money, I’m not a common drunk. Just because I’d shit my pants doesn’t mean I’m like them! My head hurt so bad I wondered if I’d had a hemorrhage..