”“You don’t know what?”“If I’m okay. To be honest Joe, this will be my first date.”“I know, Chandi.”“You do?”“Linton’s my dr...ver. He’ll pick you up in a Rolls Royce limo. He wanted your first time to be with someone he knew would treat you well. I volunteered. To tell you the truth, you’re lucky Linton is guiding you. He knows his clientele and will treat you right. But you’re not feeling lucky are you?”“I am. Frenchie said the same thing. I’m just nervous.”“Understandable. So could you tell me. Still sucking and tasting you. We stay like this for a bit until I feel you twitch and throb like your going to cum and I move round so you can taste me and we stay like this for a little while. You slip your tongue and fingers in between my pussy and ass, using your fingers and tongue to send me almost over the edge. When you feel like I might be cumming soon, you flip me over and push me onto my back. I put my legs round your neck and you slide your hard cock inside me. The way my legs are. "Can you tell me what's going on Michael?" Catherine asked."Nothing bad, in fact just the opposite! I just feel you should help me to evaluate it. I'll fill you in after I introduce you to the Queen," I told her."The Queen! You're serious? I thought you were joking! I'm not dressed to meet royalty!" Catherine cried.All three Princesses laughed!"Please, Michael" Mrs. Kapaemala said. "Stop with the titles. Tell her that if she's dressed as we are, she will be just fine!" You heard that?" I asked. Her clit sparked, triggered by a finger. Annie moaned loudly, adjusting her hand so that she could rub her clit with the heel while her fingers slipped in the spontaneous outpouring. “Aaaaaah!” she breathed, feeling firecrackers between her thighs, pushing her fingers up inside and twisting, her hand simultaneously grinding against her clit; consumed by a form of rapture she could never have conceived of.A sharp rap on the window brought her to her senses. Glancing to one side as she pulled her.