I hope it all worked out and you enjoy it. I'm publishing it at an ungodly hour of the morning before I get the chance to loose my nerve. So here it i.... I will tell you a bed time story to read later, since you seem to have nodded off. You must be on your laptop. In your big bed with your petite little body lying next to it. As it beeps with my words, it’s not loud enough to wake you tonight. You must be very tired. If I where there I would climb into your bed. No need to undress you or remove. What would their reaction be to fucking the next Queen of England? Appreciation, she hoped. She squeezed her thighs together as a secret shiver ran up her spine, causing her juicy cunt to dribble. She took a deep breath, thankful that she'd remembered to wear a Kotex pad. Her cunt got so sopping when she thought of big cocks, she'd most definitely would stain her suit and the seat, too.The big Rolls circled Picidilly Square, passing the cavernous underground garage of St. Mark's Hospital. The. All I saw was a mass of light brunette hair, as the girl in my bed (our bed!) was still asleep, on her side facing away from me. Somehow, despite the mess the hair was in, it was still beautiful to me. She had managed to pull the single sheet completely onto her side and was now cuddling it, leaving her naked back and the top of her butt visible to me. I lightly ran my fingers down her spine, eliciting no reaction from within her deep sleep. I turned around and slowly sat up, swinging my legs. Mom usually tidied the house around 10am and did my room last at about 11.00. Just before 11.00, I climbed the last flight of stairs onto the top floor from where I could look down on my bedroom door through the stair rails. From here I could also go to Peters room unnoticed.At just gone 11.00 Mom made her way up the 1st floor stairs and into my room. Once she was inside, I quietly made my way down the small flight of stairs from the 2nd floor and peeked through the door jar into my room. Mom.