Lancelot considered it one of his duties as well as his pleasure to make sure Lady Guinevere was not deprived of being totally and continually sexuall... gratified. But when Sir Lancelot was sent on a mission by King Arthur and the King was gone as well, the queen had no one to satisfy her sexual desires and needs. She was royally horny and unfulfilled during those times. She struggled with this situation for months, yea, years. She tried to satisfy her needs by attempting to learn how to. She was a pretty girl and, by the time she turned sixteen, had a fantastic body with a personality to match.For some reason best known to her, she simply wasn't interested in boys, seeming to be content to hang around the house wearing what she called her "Comfs" which consisted of a long white t-shirt and either her maroon cotton school uniform knickers or an assortment of little cotton panties which I noticed were always full size. When I asked her about that one day when we were hanging out. About halfway through, the guy grabbed the back of her head and shoved the entire length of his 9 inch cock down her throat, blocking her airway. Not being able to breath, her throat started to tighten around the cock forcing the guy to cum. Steam after stream of hot, thick cum coated her throat and oozed down into her stomach, and after it was all gone, the guy pulled his cock out of her throat, allowing her to breathe again. Before she had a moment to breathe and recover, another guy pulled. ”I said, “Shit!”Lisa looked surprised. “You two talk to each other’s partner?”John said, “Sure. You could, too, with someone you really care about. Missus Pam or your mother would let you talk directly to their friends.”Lisa said, “Would you let Brightmist talk to me directly?”John said, “Sure.” He looked reflective for a moment. “Call him.”Mentally, she made contact with me and called Brightmist. “Brightmist, do you feel my mind.”It wasn’t the strong presence of Stargazer though I could feel.