..though I hated sleeping on the floor I offered my bed to Jonathan. He declined to my surprise and stated that the floor would be fine if I could lay...down a blanket and spare a pillow. I didn't ask twice, I loved having a warm comfy bed to sleep in. I got him the pillow and blanket. I don't think he knew I noticed, but before he layed his head on the pillow he seemed to take in my scent from the pillow while closing his eyes. I shrugged it off and flipped the light switch, "night Jonathan". I turned down a date and stayed home. I was up in my room getting ready for the big show. Mother came to my room knocked on the door and cracked it open. “Your father is on his second drink and I’m faking a bad cold and going to bed; make him sweat bullets honey!” I just smiled and winked at mother and a few minutes late went down to the den. Dad was alone watching TV. “Hey dad mother said she felt a cold coming on and went to bed after taking some pills.” He. . get going, alright?” He felt stressed out and slightly overwhelmed. Tonight a whole host of people would be arriving at his inn. Alfred had gotten the letters announcing their arrivals weeks ago, all pretty curly letters, written in some expensive ink on pretty snow-white parchment. The moment he held them in his hands he knew they aught to be royal letters and sure enough, when he opened them, they were. Not only was the Eastern Queen Petunia coming to bless his humble home. Her brother and. She leaned back against him feeling his hard cock pressed against her. She knew she shouldn't tease him but couldn't help herself. She moved her ass against his cock slowly grinding until he let out a low moan. She couldn't believe how wet she was getting and thought maybe she should have worn panties tonight. Only 10 more minutes she thought just as they suddenly braked and the car went dark. Fortunately most of the people had been through this before so no one panicked. There were a couple of.