She looked at my reflection in the mirror. "I can't recall the last time I had one of these."I put my hand on Dot's bare ass. "Wear something tight, a...d no bra."Dot didn't speak, and I left to have my shower."Is that new?" I asked when I came back into the bedroom.Dot was wearing a black top I hadn't seen before. She put a skirt and thong on the bed; I hadn't seen them before either."I went shopping and bought a few things," Dot told me.Dot put her thong on, and I told her to lay on the bed.. You get up and walk inside i watch your sexy ass wiggle as you walk. You go to the bedroom and wait. I walk in and start to undress i look over at you and see you sitting on the floor waiting for me i get undressed and go have a shower. I start to stroke my cock you can see my stroking my cock you look confused and jealous, you hate when i masturbate and you cant help. I get close to cumming and i call you over. You crawl over to me and i open the door you climb inside and sit there under the. She led me through to the kitchen removing her coat as she walked past a row of hooks and inviting me to do the same. She stopped and turned to me, I looked up into her eyes. ‘We could have something stronger than coffee if you’d prefer?’ ‘Well, it is Friday.’ She smiled and led me back down the hallway to her sitting room. She lit a fire that was already layed in the hearth and went to a cabinet, suggesting I sit which I did, smoothing my long, dark blue skirt under my arse. She made a sort of. We do this by trying to ensure that our royals fuck the right people or, at least, that they fuck the right people when it comes to the matter of producing heirs to titles. Who they fuck for amusement is no concern of ours, thank goodness! The genetic management of royal progeny is made difficult by the concentration of gene types within the European families. We have to look further afield but still retain a sense of legitimacy in those that marry in to the family. Fortunately our Empire now.