And where would I keep that trunk? Why... I am certain I would keep it at the foot of my bed. And where would my bed be? Why... on the other side of t...at door!"‘That door’ being an oak slab opposite the one the knight guarded and decorated with a single brass knob that could only be to his sleeping quarters. Or so she hoped. There was only one way to know for sure and so she approached the door and placed her hand upon the knob, intending to find out for herself.“Who goes there?!”Startled,. “Cor – does it feel good for you too matron ?”“Yes Timmy it does but right now lets get those Jammies off and I’ll wash them” “I Really need to do a big one miss” Timmy said “ Its almost coming”“That’s fine Timmy you can sit on the loo while I wash them – come on”Julie took the trousers into her bathroom and in the mirror saw Timmy just behind her as he sat on the toilet. She saw his urine begin to come out of his cock and almost lost her concentration on washing the pyjamas. She felt a wetness. "Where have you been louey" vicky uses this as her friendly name for her best friend. "If I told you, you wouldnt believe me and I dont think I want to tell you until I can decide whats safe to tell you". Louise blurted back in one fast sentence. Her head still spinning and her pussy calling for someone to finish the job. Her face flustered and red."C'mon. Lets go inside and you can tell your bestie all about it". Vicky said.Louise leads and they go up the steps and Vicky is slightly behind. I did not know if he had come. I did not taste it in my mouth, but if he had shot it all the way down my throat, beyond taste buds, perhaps I wouldn’t. I did not know. It had never happened to me like that before. I felt a tug on my collar. ‘Stand up. It’s our turn now.’ I just wanted to remain where I was, but the leash was insistent. Rolling to my side, my feet swung down to the carpet. ‘Put your hands behind your back.’ A clicking sound and the cuffs were secured together. ‘Down on your.