A plain Jane, to be sure. She didn’t wear much make-up and wore stretch pants, sneakers and a nice flowered blouse.“Is Dianna here?” Ms. Connor ...nswered. “I’m a friend of hers and I want to get a few pairs of shoes for my friend, Suzy, here.” I hate that nickname and I cringed.“Oh, are you Ms. Connor? Ms. Dianna said you might be in today, but she isn’t here at the moment. I’m the store manager and she told me to give you the VIP treatment!” Chelsea replied enthusiastically.Ms. Connor didn’t. ” Jeff said.“Sovereign? Oh like...” Liz said.“As the lion is king of the beasts, she will rise to rule over all Lycanthropes, and you are a lion,” Nancy said.Jeff then continued, “Anyway, where was I ... oh yes - to this girl will come a great Pride, A Pride born of Earth and starlight, formed by the blood of the First Born Daughter. Shaped by her own hand. In the time of need, the Pride will unite the gift and the daughter shall decide upon a path of three. The first, the dark shall be stopped. .. We would be honored to prepare your breakfast, Your Grace.”He stopped, but it was clear to Don that he wanted to say more. “What is it, John?” Don asked kindly. “I know there’s something else on your mind.”“It’s ... it’s ... it’s Martha, sir, my wife. I attended the wedding and the reception, but she wouldn’t come with me. She feels she has nothing appropriate to wear to a ducal reception. And then, when she learned that Her Majesty was present, that settled it. But she’s been able to talk. "I thought you'd never ask!" Anything to please my dear old mo... umff, mmmm, mmmm... " Bobby last words were cut short as Cathy's drooling cunt settled down over his mouth. He opened his mouth and gave his mother's gaping fuckhole a big sloppy tongue-kiss, licking back and forth along every square inch of juicy exposed cuntflesh. Cathy arched her back and hunched her cunt harder onto her son's face, squirming her hips around in tight little circles as Bobby's tongue and lips probed and sucked.