The Queen swept forward. ‘You poor brave dear, come in. We’ll get you some dry, warm clothes then we’ll sup together in front of a roaring fire ...nd you will spend the night with us.’ Marian was swept away with just a moment for a puzzled glance over her shoulder at Edward. It wasn’t long though before they were all seated near a roaring fire and supping on a rich venison stew. She and Prince Edward spent the evening by the fire talking, laughing and playing draughts. The Queen was pleased at. Because she knows you're a big ho-bag who will have their cocks in your mouth in a minute flat.I smiled and typed, Please, thirty seconds. I blew Coach Thompson after the game last night.You skank! I pictured Natalie chortling. She would still be in her PJ. I was supposed to be putting on my Sunday dress. It was such a modest, one-piece thing. Skirt past my knees, neckline to my collarbone. No chance to show off my cute, little titties. They may not be big—not like my frigid mother had—but they. Then I tried for her love hole and tried to touch it over the trouser and to my luck she wasn’t wearing a panty as her trouser was totally wet and I started lickin the wet portion of her trouser and it was the tastiest thing I ever tasted and I started licking her pussy from outside but I wanted to lick the real thing. Then I pushed my hand into her trouser I found she had a clean shaved pussy and started massaging it. Now I could hear slight moans from her. I slowly slipped her trouser to her. She went over to dad and gave him a big hug and kiss goodbye. “I’ll be back in two days. If I stay longer, I’ll let you know,” she said with a smile. As I walked with her to the waiting cab she said, “take care of your father.” “I will. I promise.” I said. As the cab drove off, I walked back into the house and locked the door. I climbed the stairs and entered the living area where dad was sitting. I playfully nibbled on his ear and he smiled and turned away. “We’re alone now, dad,” I said.