Could she really be theone true object of his desire?"You intruige me Miss Hayley. A girl of such beauty could surely have anynobleman she desired, an... man anywhere. Why do you claim you truly wish toserve me?"Something inside Hayley stirred as she found herself inspecting the Kingsfine bodice, even behind his royal garb she knew, exactly, what shewanted."Not any man my King," she said in her most seductive voice, "I do notlong for any man. I long for THE man. The true man whom I can serve and. She had to pee – bad. Still in the middle, she groggily crawled across Bill.An old married man, he reflexively put a guarding hand over his balls as one knee barely missed his groin and the other unerringly got a short rib dead-on. He grunted and went back to sleep, his subconscious familiar with the experience, just as he could sleep in the cockpit while his copilot flew the plane. As long as everything continued to be normal, he slept, but before the word "Captain" was out of the copilot's. . well, her husband treated her better in the last years, since he no longer forced her to have sex and stopped, for the most part, hitting her. He said she was not worth the effort.Don't mistake her resentment to have sex, Teresa was a very sexual person. It was just that when with her husband, even on their marriage night, he used her like a slab of meat. Her pleasure did not matter and he loudly voiced his disgust at her performance, her body... everything. The only sexual pleasure Teresa. With her lips quivering, barely able to hold a pursed shape, Sam pressed them against the big flabby cushion of her heavy bumcheek.She then turned her head away, only to feel Bertha's big clammy hand grab a fistful of her hair and f0rced her face back to her ass."I didn't tell you to stop, bitch, keep kissing it!"Bertha cruelly instructed her.It was no use trying to fight against her, Sam knew she had no choice but to comply.She struggled to keep her lips puckered as she kissed the salty sticky.