He was still leaking. his hole was pulsing before me. I knew what he wanted, and I knew he wanted it bad! So, I rubbed two of my fingers over his leak...ng cock-head and got them slippery wet with his own pre-cum. And then used my fingers to rub his hole. As I rubbed his pre-cum into his outer ass ring, he writhed and squealed in ecstasy. As I started to run my tongue over his hole, he came without touching himself. So, I did what any daddy would do: I scooped up his cum, rubbed it on my cock,. " Why do have to talk to my Father? Lady Diane is my lady in waiting, not his. You should be asking my permission, not the King's. She is part of the royal household, but she is my servant." Then your Highness, do I have your permission to seek her hand?" If she feels for you like you have for her, you have my permission." Wouldn't that take her out of the royal household?" Sir John inquired."You have your military duties during the day and I will need her some of the time but once you are. Eddie's hand went straight to my thigh and he stroked the cool sleeksatin cape over my stockinged thigh. He obviously liked the feelingbecause he stated to grunt as he continued to kiss me. He pushed meback on the bed and straddled me, all the time keeping his lips lockedon mine as he grunted and snuffled like a pig. Eddie was now runninghis hand up and down my stocking legs working his way from my ankles upto my thigh as he pulled my legs up and bent my knees so that myenormous heels were flat. Dingo liked it too, I guess. For his cock, its outline distinct through his clothing, moved against my thigh. As he slid his firmness along my motionless leg, I entered uncharted waters. Then felt more at sea when he moaned in my mouth, even though I had only kissed him again.And I got how far I had drifted from my moorings when his continual grinding against me while we kissed, resulted in dampness seeping through his pants and being smeared onto my leg. Dingo had creamed his jeans; a phrase.