Stephen was speechless at Imogen's outburst. How could she be so stupid tothink he'd go through with this. It's one thing trying to keep someemotional...pain away from his parents, it was totally another thing tryingto fend off someone who thought he was God's gift to women for the evening.It wasn't like he had even had a gay thought in his head! It would over his (her!) dead body before he'd do this for Imogen.5 ... That Evening"God Imogen - how much longer is this going to take" Stephen whined. While there was a central lighting unit over the large table in the center of the room all the upper cupboards had lights under them. This provided a lot of light for those working on the counters. There were two double sinks both with their own garbage disposal, two refrigerators, microwaves and one very large upright freezer.Angel turned to Master and said with a broad smile, “This kitchen is wonderful. There seems to be everything I will need for sometime is already here.”‘I am very glad. “We art the royal bathers for the King—,” the taller continued. “And, we…” her voice dropping to a barely audible whisper, as she glanced around furtively to make sure no one could hear. “…we art the bathers of the royal cocksword.”“Yes, the two of us!” the shorter almost shouted proudly with a demure giggle.“Keep thy voice low,” the taller one scolded. The shorter cast her eyes down.“Well, yesternight, we were bathing the King—,” the taller continued.“—and his royal cocksword,” added the. He could read it in my face and said, "I want you to cum for me again." I wanted to cum for him again too! I closed my eyes and imagined what our bodies would look like in a porno type movie. I watched his big, black dick sliding in and out of my pink pussy; and I could hear the participants panting with pleasure. I grabbed a handful of the sheets and my orgasm started to pulse again. The rhythmic nature of the waves of ecstasy forced me to cry out in pleasure. I opened my eyes, and he was.