The humbled Princess was aware that even the three weeks they had been at least partly together might have to be paid for in the form of extra pain an... hardship, and she began to doubt her ability to come through whatever it might be. She felt more lonely than at any time since leaving the familiar comforts of the Royal Palace as she saw her beloved childhood confidante diminish into the distance. The Fairy must be hopping mad at the way her victim had been rescued. Yes! She would certainly pay. But for some new to edging, it needs to be said. Don’t just edge him once and assume you’re done. Depending on his stamina (and how long it’s been since his last orgasm) it can take a while to build him up to his first edge of the night. It’s important to think of it that way: “first edge of the night.” Because once you’ve guided him to his edge - and stopped - he is still highly aroused, and edging him again becomes easy. All that build-up was time invested to get him to his most blissful. Imagining Jason listening to our sex, I began urging Hubby to fuck me harder until the sound of flesh crashing against my ass cheeks echoed from the tile bathroom walls. Not certain if our sex would be heard from our bath and feeling daring, I pulled away to run to our bed. With my knees on the edge of our bed I bent over doggy. I looked between my legs as my husband followed, grasped my waist again with one hand and guided his cock back to my hole with the other. I felt deliciously naughty. With my arm on the small of her back, I pulled her close. Her lips were like fire against mine. I could sense the bundled sexual frustration inside of her as her body began to shake. My kiss was brief but effective. Mandy’s neck and face were flushed and her eyes seemed to change into a deeper shade of blue. I gently reached out and placed my finger on her cross pendant, slowly tracing a line from two holy stations down to the inferno between her breasts. When my finger caught Mandy’s dress I.