An outfit of hunting pink was made for him and he was instructed in the etiquette of the chase. He was not yet a man, in Kobekistan that would not be ...until he attained his majority on his twenty-third birthday, and so must not be in the forefront of the hunt, but should trail a decent distance behind the Emir. He was not yet a man, so he should not participate in the 'kill', though he might watch his elders and betters take their turns with the 'quarry'.An Englishman transported to Kobekistan. Soon I wasn’t even protesting anymore if he didn’t just let me suck his cock in my way, but instead face fucked me aggressively, or if anal sex with me wasn’t always gentle but often involved him plunging his cock forcefully into my asshole (what he always referred to as some variant of ‘pussy’: my ‘boi-pussy’ or ‘sissy-pussy’ or ‘ass-pussy’). I let him spank my ass, both lightly in appreciation or repeatedly and severely in punishment. And I stopped arguing with him when he called me a. The bouncing did very nice things to her bosom. The prince kneeled down on the bed and fastened Rin's feet around him and settled her hole right above his ready cock. He teased her pussy with his cock while they had another passionate kissing session. His hand traveled all over her back and pressed her against him, so that her boobs where tightly squished against his chest. He inserted his waiting cock into her and sat her down on it. She gasped as he slowly pulled it out. The prince repeated. Tears sting my eyes even though nothing has happened yet. ‘You were a naughty wench,’ he says, self-satisfaction imminent. ‘You deserve to be punished.’ I hold my breath, waiting what is inevitably to come. I dare not clench my body, or move away. I just want this over with as soon as possible. His hand lands with a solid smack upon my backside. Ten spankings is my due reward for rebelience. Tears roll down my cheeks, not just from the sting of each strike, but for another reason. I cry because.