When you get irritated, you respond. When you protected me when we were little; when you feel others are mistreated. Tonight you felt that the bloke f...om Manchester was treating us like students. Well, we are students; but in that situation, we were guests; as he was. So you responded to his disdain." Another drongo." Yes. But, you want to let Winnie and Sandra know that they're still OK. I know Winnie'll be busy with these blokes. Just send her an email. Sandra, too." I wonder what will become. The feeling of my white hot spunk painting her insides set her off again. She clamped down on me, the force of her tightness slowed my release, prolonging the flow. I felt like my orgasm was lasting an eternity.As we came down from our climaxes, we deflated into the chair. Her sitting on top of me. My tool softening slowly inside her. Both of us panting heavily. We basked in the wonderfull afterglow of our coupling. I planted little kisses and nibbles on her neck as I gently carressed. She had been introduced to many an old man. Most had been like the Duke of Guisson. Old, power hungry and calculating. For all in this room, including her aunt, to who she would succeed as Queen being the only surviving heir, she was a pawn in various games of gathering power at court. She loved none, and distrusted all. Nevertheless, suddenly, the touch of this man’s lips sent a sensation through her skin to her very core. His was the touch of both passion and drive. She could see in his eyes. We walked up to the sunloungers and lay our towels down, ready for a relaxing couple of hours in the sun."Here, put these on," Jane smiled as she passed me a pair of her sunglasses, "Wow they really complete the look." And you should put this on, I already have!" I said passing Jane the suntan lotion.I watched as Jane ran her hands up and down her smooth body, following the line of her legs, over her toned stomach and across her shoulders. My cock was getting hard again, imagining her stroking.