Delilah has been following the rules better than you so far. The carrot you have inside you is shorter than the one on the table. So you should give h...r yours and put that one in its place.”“But ... but...” Victoria stuttered, not even able to form an argument against the idea.“Yes. Let the carrot slip out of your butt so that Delilah can put it into hers.”“But I’ll deficate if I let it slip out!”“You mean you’ll shit yourself, right? Well you’d better not, or I’ll have you clean up the mess. He went off sniffing for Rabbits again.”“Jesus, was it nice? what did you do?” I croaked.“What do you think I did?” Jenny laughed guiltily. “Yes, it was really nice to be honest. When he stopped I gave myself the fastest frig ever, leant back against the tree. I was gaga, I came in less than a minute. Are you surprised, after he’d been licking butter off my clitoris?”“So you are saying in effect that if I licked you for a minute or so here and now then I stopped you’d be so fucking gaga you’d. They were coming for them. If you had not stopped them, she would have been killed. The guards would not have arrived in time. Thank you for your service to our people.”“You’re quite welcome.” I said. “We were just trying to help.”She bowed. “You did, Your Grace.” She left for the kitchen. A moment later, the other two couples of us entered. On Roger’s heels was his father.The King said, “Good morning, Jar and Jam. It’s good to see you.” He walked by us and clasped Jam’s shoulder. He bent. She looked me dead in the eye with a tiny bit of hunger showing through when she suggested the next motion: a set of movements that involves switching back to face away from your opponent and throwing them forward over your shoulder. If you can see where this is going, you’re exactly right.I threw her first and she pressed up heavily against my back as I threw her, squashing her breasts against me and letting out another moan. And then she came to throw me and she seemed to accidentally slow.