The tight pink bra pulled my chest into a cleavage framed through the white fur edging. My arse wiggled, encased in the satin, and the fur edging rubb...d over my garter belt and stockings. I could see the pink boots which squeezed my stockinged ankles. But it was my expression that fascinated me. Startled eyes lined heavily in black, accented with the pink eye shadow. My pale pink lipstick was smeared across my girlfriend’s thighs as well as my lips. I looked sexy. I barely noticed she’d left. “Thank you for the concern Sherriff.” She said laughing.She knew I hated that term. Firstly, because I was not the Sherriff. Secondly, because I would never be one. And thirdly, because the Sherriff spent more time going out to certain places for me when I called. I am not a violent man by nature. Just a hard working individual who has friends in high and low places that owe me a few favors.As Karter walked out the door, all I could do was watch as her perfectly round butt and amazingly shaped. It seems to me most improper, but Her Highness has indicated to me that she finds that very impropriety most gratifying. And so it is that I regularly exchange the musky, ammonia scent of the Hirsutian Royal bush, for the yeasty cocktail that emanates from the Anus Mirabilis or Royal anus.At first I was very dainty in avoiding contact with the puckered rim of one of so high a rank, but on repeated occasions as I worked my tongue into the depths of the Royal slot, the princess has sighed and. ”Ze hielp me met het aantrekken van de leren broek, die wonderbaarlijk als gegoten om mijn benen zat en mijn pik bungelde vrolijk boven het zwarte leer. Ik knipte de vlinderdas om en was klaar om te gaan trouwen. Mijn moeder trok een rode doorzichtige negligé aan, die net onder haar kont reikte. Met een klein lusje werd het kleedje bijeen gehouden, maar door de doorzichtige stof kon je heel goed haar lichaam zien. Ze pakte het doosje met de ringen en stak haar arm door mijn arm. Gearmd liepen.