"Let the media show as much respect for the Queen of Hearts as the House is," she told the cameraman who nodded. "It's not her fault. The Baron is har... to resist." The female reporter didn't turn her back, but kept looking down on the couple. In her mind, it was her, not the Queen kneeling before the Baron, sucking his huge black cock."Oh Tres bien," moaned the Baron as the Queen of Hearts kissed his pubes. A normal woman couldn't take his entire cock down her throat. La Sirene could deep. ‘Well, kinda,’ she admitted, thinking back to her encounter with Wesley in the hotel, a small smile flickering at the corners of her mouth. She could almost see him again in that towel, swearing as he came out of the bathroom, laying on the bed in tears as he revealed his past to her, the whites of his knuckles as he grasped the headboard. ‘Kinda? How can you kinda sleep with a man? Wait…’ she shook her head. ‘Never mind. Don’t tell me. Damn Lizzy! No wonder you can’t get him out of your head,. ’ ‘I’ve got a deck?’ I mumbled stupidly. This earned me a laugh. ‘Out through the French doors in the library.’ I was none the wiser, as I had no clue where the Library was. She saw this and pointed to a door coming off the foyer. ‘Through there.’ There was that grin again. Then she turned and walked the way she had indicated. I decided right then and there that I could watch her walking away for hours. She had the most spectacular ass I had ever had the pleasure of ogling. Smooth, firm, and. Then I looked down at the vibrator plunged all the way inside of me -- just the white dial protruding from my lips. Using my middle finger, I pushed it in a little deeper until it rested against my cervix. That did it. My whole body started to tremble from the inside, flashes of heat and shocks sprang up my tummy and launched from my nipples. I started cumming. I pulled hard on David's penis, stroking it, beating it. David groaned. Then yelled. Stars went off in my head. Hot warmth surrounded.