As I started to take my top off again, he picked up a bundle of branches he must have cut from the brush growing behind the cabin. As I was working my...shorts down over my hips, he pulled one out; they were smooth and about as long as his arm. He swished it through the air, and I shuddered at the sound, sure it was going to smart way more than the strap. When I was undressed, he motioned for me to approach the sawhorse. For a long moment, we stood there, on opposite sides, me staring at the bar. It was as if we were in perpetual heat. After six months the heat began to wane. We still continued to suck/fuck, but not at the rate we had been accustomed. The spark was just not the same. As things slowed, I began to think about how to get the spark back. A friend of mine told me he had gotten the lust back into his love life after a trip to Jamaica. I broached the subject to Gloria and she thought it was a marvelous idea. We began planning a trip, and as we both had vacation time available,. King Frog was in his fifties with a grey stringy beard and a red suit on. He had a gold crown on his head. He smiled at the princess showing the front of his teeth were missing.Princess Delina stopped walking mid way and the crowd of royal people stared at her. She shot out her right arm and pointed out at the King Frog with her turquoise eyes wide and blazing. A bright spark of light shot through the air from her hand and turned the old king into a frog. The crowd gasped in shock and amazement. I knew he liked sissy white cross-dressers so I had assumed he'd found someone else. I started dressing. I was getting excited remembering the last time with him at the video store and remembering what he liked about me. I shaved my entire body, applied heavy makeup, and eyelashes that were at least a half inch long. My nails were already painted pink from earlier in the week. I keep myself in a chastity cage and was glad I did because it keeps me from getting hard or from accidentally cumming..