I went to my office (a room in the house )and received my old instamatic camera , then I went back and took a picture of her and went back downstair.... A little while later she came down, when she saw me she blushed “how long have you been in she said “I replied “a while “and patted the sofa next to me and told her to sit down.She was wearing a short skirt and a blouse.When she sat down I asked how was uni ok she said and I put my hand on her thigh and rubbed her leg, “don’t do that Steve “she. They stepped to the side, and I pushed open the door. The King was sitting in his throne head in his hands. I approached the King with the Seneschal who was to announce me. ‘Captain Stone of the Guard is here as you ordered, my Liege.’ I took to my knee, putting my fist to my right shoulder and bowing my head as I went. ‘Stand, my friend.’ The voice of the King was deep and resonant, conveying his power and absolute authority. I did as ordered, again bowing my head and keeping my fist where it. Although all I want was to feel that worm tongue of hers inside me again, I nodded. Smiling, she got to her feet and I soon found myself peering up at her. Before I could even realize what was happening, she leaned forward and plunged her tongue into my mouth. Mmmmm! I moaned as I felt my own pre-cum on her tongue as it darted around my mouth. I soon started reciprocating her eager tongue strokes as soft moans flowed past our lips. We explored each others oral cavities for almost a minute. I was such a pervy girl. I had such a fascination with panties. They were amazing. They came in so many different styles, an unlimited combination of fabrics, designs, colors, and frills. Each and every one of them destined to cling to a woman’s naughty bits, absorbing her musk.The easiest used panties for me to get were my two sisters’. If my mother still lived, I knew I’d be perving on hers, too. My pussy was on fire as I clutched Bernie’s (short for Bernadette, and she hated being called.