" Quite! And now that the formalities are over I would be most interested to hear your fascinating story." She continued crisply, "You appear to claim...you were a Lady-in-Waiting to Eugenie at the time the Winterhalter portrait was painted which you must agree sounds rather far fetched?" It was now his turn to lower his eyes under her intense gaze, and he coughed nervously, "That is perfectly correct, Mademoiselle, and the circumstances surrounding the story are - as you have already stated -. His warm, furry body over mine, I felt the tip of his thing right there, at that place, and then--- With a pleased whine, he stuck it in, just the tip, and then he shoved the whole damn thing in, all of right up to the bulge, only that huge thing not quite in me yet. Shifting his weight from one leg to another, balancing himself on my arse, he began making strong, sure thrusts.Then, with one final gathering of motion, he brutally rammed it in, knot and all. I cried out, tossing my head up, his. " We knew it would please you." And we can learn anything. Our minds are as flexible as our bodies." Lacey said. "And you're our Master; we'd do anything to make you happy."Anything..." Lacey continued; pressing her naked, porn-star body and spectacular boobs against me. I believed them.More than a week later, they were no longer asking for permission. They had blossomed into incredible seven-foot tall amazons with washboard stomachs with awesome muscle tone, but there was no way a human woman. She said, "Damn, no one has ever made me gag since I learned the trick."I groaned and told Lydia, "You can practice on me as much as you like. No one has ever done what you've done before. You damn near got me off doing that. I was trying to hold back but you are just too good, too amazing for me." Don't you hold back giving me what I deserve. Julie told me you come gobs and gobs and I want it all. Maybe John should help me and fuck you while I suck. That should push the express button."Lydia.