Then as he got his forceps, he would keep tweaking her nipple, and I will admit, he turned me on, and I am sure Gin was excited as well. I could smell...her excitement, even from 10 feet away, so there was no mistaking that the tattoo artist, Ryan could also smell it. I could see her ass-cheeks raise and lower as she struggled to orgasm. Ryan smiled lewdly at me and then, spread her feet as far apart as her skirt would allow and secure them to the padded table. My thoughts about Gin not wearing. I start moaning with pleasure as one moves behind me to take your place, tasting me between the legs; he starts running his tongue over my tight little hole as the American slides his fingers into my pussy. They stand up; taking my hands and making me caress their cocks through their jeans before exposing themselves and pushing me to my knees to suck them both. As I run my tongue over the Americans cock and stroke the other I see you from the corner of my eye leaning against the tree and. I felt it pulse in my hand, and I looked down to watch his seed spurt in three huge bursts, landing on his chest and belly, staining his tee shirt. The last spasm oozed a final bit out over my hand and as he looked at me through spent, heavy-lidded eyes, I deliberately raised my hand to my mouth and licked it clean. "Dear god, you are magnificent," he growled. "I want you so much." "What do you want?" He paused. "I want your cock," he said finally. "I want to suck you again. I want to do what. She was the Princess and as a result was out of bounds to all those who were not invited into her company.All the boys at court wanted to be near her,he could see the look in their eyes when she was in the Great Hall,he wondered could others see the look of longing in his eyes as he looked at her,feeling himself become erect under his fine garments.He loved the way she moved,he loved to see her bottom sway gently as she walked away,this particularly excited him because he had seen her.