The King pulls up a chair, and reclines, and beckons for me to start the show. As I approach you, I feel desperate for you, I didn’t want it to be ...ike this, and as I stand before you, I too feel very nervous, but as I look at your beauty lying there, I notice a look of desire in your eyes, and I am filled with an overwhelming urge to give you pleasure. The guards strip my shirt and tunic off, and the King hands me a pair of large silver scissors. I place my legs between yours, and reach down. Her hand guides me into her waiting cunt. Her pussy is warm, wet, soft and tight. I start to move slowly. She pushes back against me as I fuck her. We can hear another group upstairs rehearsing and discussing their piece. I start to fuck her harder. She pushes back against me, one of her hands sliding between her legs to play with her clit. I run my hands up under her shirt and bra to play with her sensitive nipples. She groans softly, “Fuck Chase this feels so good. I’m going to cum soon.” “Me. Anyways, she fires a bucket full down my nose and throat while I am inhaling. This starts a coughing fit that rivals some of the ones I have had when I inhaled some water while swimming. In between each cough I cursed and spit and jumped around trying to not get too pissed off at her. After about 5 minutes of coughing and cursing I was able to speak. "So, you squirt, huh?" "Yeah, I guess I do." "Did you already know this?" "Yeah. I was not sure how to tell you." "Really? So you thought spraying. This story starts when I was 17 years old. I have an Aunt named Mandy who for the past couple of months or so has been my "employee" of sorts. I receive government aid to hire people to help me in and out of bed, cook, shower... etc. Before it was usually my parents helping me with this. But now, as I am becoming an adult and getting ready for the university in the fall, I have decided to be more independent from my parents and rely on other people. I decided on hiring my aunt because we are.