SHE THEN SLOWLY BEGAN MOVING HER HAND UP AND DOWN MY SHAFT WANKING MY HARD DICK. I NEVER SAID A WORD, JUST LAY BACK AND WATCHED AS SHE VERY SLOWLY WAN...ED MY KNOB, LOOKING HARD AT IT AS SHE PEELED BACK MY FORSKIN TO REVEAL MY PRETTY LARGE PURPLE DOME. WHAT I WAS MISSING IN LENGTH I MADE UP FOR IN GIRTH AS FIONAS FINGERS STRUGGLED TO TOUCH AROUND MY SHAFT. "DO YOU LIKE A FAT COCK IN YOUR HANDS FIONA" I ASKED.AT FIRST FIONA DIDN'T ANSWER, SHE BEAT MY HARD DICK A COUPLE MORE TIMES BEFORE PEELING. " Well after I'd been dressed, Fannie, that's what Madam Zelda had re-named her husband, took me down stairs to meet the Mistress. Fannie hadknocked on the door of the study; we waited for a moment before we weresummoned into the room. I nearly died when I realised there were threeother women in the room. They were all dressed in flowery frocks andwore hats and gloves and sat sipping tea from china cups. Fanniecurtsied before presenting me as the "New Girl, Mam." As the other womengiggled at my. He roughly hauled his mount to a stop by Captain Minetos. Briefly, the Black Prince’s aide surveyed our men. His self-important attitude radiated from his face, while he steadied his white stallion. It surprised me to see his expression tighten with a hint of anger or impatience when he finally looked at Princess Wyrd. The wind caught the noble’s peacock feather on his helmet and pushed it back.“Princess, I ask you to quit the field and withdraw to the carriages. This is no place for a woman,”. " I looked away asSeremides produced the key, inserted it in the lock of the belt, andslid the belt from around my loins. "It feels good not to have thatthing on me any more." I quickly slid the soft silk back down as far asit might go, hiding my sex from his view. I was conscious how open mysex was now under this brief piece of silk. "I wish you wouldn't look atme that way." What way?" Like you want to rape me or something." Or something?"I shifted position on the couch and heard the clink of.