"That's you!"It dawned then on David that Liz's smile was perfect. There was no damage to her face. "Who is she?" he whispered.Julia laughed again. "Y...u're not a morning person are you? That of course is her royal highness, Princess of Wales Elizabeth Windsor, and the gentleman holding her affectionately around the waist is her new beau, Sir David Ogilvy, heir to the Barony of Westford. Off to see his family in America, before coming home to settle down to domestic bliss."'Liz" and 'David' were. Then, in only her panties and heels, she walked back and sat on the edge of the bed near Brandon and started to type, "Did it, s/b home shortly, luv u, M." She felt Brandon's soft hand slide across her naked back as if reassuring her that everything will be fine. Then, his hand reached around and cupped one of her heavy breasts and softly caressed it. She was about to hit send when the thought came to her that she had just done this less than 24 hours before, but then she was sending it to. This water was so hot it was steaming. They told me that was the last of the water, and when they left, I locked the door and stripped off my clothes.I was about to step into my hot bath, when there was a light tapping on the door. This one came from the door to the balcony and I wondered who that could be. I pulled a coverlet off the bed to wrap around me. When I opened the door, Mrs. McBrand rushed past me, then turned quickly to lock the door.“Ma’am?”“Call me, Juanita, Joss! Thomas works the. My wife, she smiles and says, "No you're not," and squeezes down on my cock. I feel her clamp down, like a vice, and suddenly the feeling subsides. I'm panting, kind of sore, my body shocked that I didn't actually spurt my load and she pulls off of me. I put my hands on her hips, trying to push her down so I can fuck her, so I can finish, so I can cum inside her like I'm dying to do and she's got something in her hands, forcing something onto one of my wrists. It's a handcuff. She's got one.