"The throne on the left is yours. The throne in the middle is mine, and the throne on the right is your mother's." Gillian said."So where's mom?" I...asked."I... Don't know. She was here when I left a few months ago. Let us check the garden. She loves to spend time there." He said.We walked out of the throne room, and through some corridors. Once outside, my father yelled,"You! Servant! Where is my wife?" Out in the meadows, my lord." He replied nervously."Good. Return to your duty.". Max concentrated on the sensations he felt in his swollen glans, purple and fully engorged. He could feel the soft wet silky walls of her canal enveloping his head. Every intrusion and reversal bringing him closer to his goal of filling her with his seed. He switched his hands grabbing her by the hips and positioning her body for better, deeper access. This had the effect of arching her back and opening her cunt more, maximising his penetration. Her vagina had never been filled like right now,. Well enough that I decide I am going to buy them anyway so I can try them on without my panties. I wiggle into my new bikini style underwear. Pulling them up before I remember how wet I am. ‘Oh shit’ I am thinking as I pull them down and away from my soaking pussy. Yup my worst nightmare imagined. There is a line of liquid from my pussy to the panties. I bring the wet mark to my lips and try to lick and suck it out.*I obviously need some help with my decision making skills, but at the moment I. They started to relive the events of the previous night, and soon any lingering embarrassment had gone. There was an air of expectation and after a few minutes, Rose suddenly exclaimed in a cheery voice- “OK – lets get Will a new pair of trousers and a nice shirt so we can have lunch in a half decent restaurant”. With that, they left the house together and set off on the twenty minute walk into the city centre. They avoided the chain shops and instead went to the bohemian.