The tumultuous world around him became hazier, his consciousness thickened, the world becoming a slightly wobbling place subtly trembling like Jello. ...e felt like one of the more sour berries immersed in it.And after an hour of not noticing the women at the bar and being aware of his lack of interest in imagining them naked--his lover would overmatch any of them--his unsteady eyes began taking that tack.The third woman he studied studied him back. It turned out they knew each other. The pretty. She had tipped and polished her nails bright red. Theylooked so incredibly sexy. I could not help but stare. My motherlaughed "You have quite an uncontrollable thing for makeup, nails,skirts, stockings, and high heels, don't you?" she questioned.I blushed and apologized for gawking at her. I just could not helpmyself."Oh, it's more than that Stephen. I am well aware of what you do afterschool when I am working. It is quite a habit. Daresay, after morethan 2 years, it has become quite a. Riya felt it but did not mind it initially as she thought it might be another finger. Then he slowly moved it further towards the insides of her vagina. His cock touched the walls inside her vagina. Riya felt herself getting tight, her vagina contracting over it.She now knew it was not a finger. Obviously, his fingers couldn’t be that big and hard.She said – ‘No, honey. Not that, please. That is forbidden. We shouldn’t do that, dear.’Her words were shaking. She was getting excited on one end. Now I should mention that firstly, she wasn't being racist. She was just talking dirty to me. I should also mention that this was not the first time I'd had his dick in my mouth, but it was going to be the first time that she wasn't going to be in the same room, so it felt strange."Do I *have* to?" I asked. "Of course you do, silly peasant." she replied with a smile. "Will I get to serve her Majesty?" I asked, playing my character. "Perhaps." she answered with a wink, turning to return to.