She was so demanding that I hated her; I hated that she was fitter than me; I hated thatshe had a better body than me; and more than anything I hated ...hat she made me feel sexuallyinferior.Susan always wore the tightest short skirts and low cut blouses that showed off her greatlegs, tight arse and full pert breasts. She know she was attractive and she knew everyoneelse thought it too. She had something else that most people, even the pretty ones don’t have:sexual presence. It oozed out of her;. I took plenty of photos of her to remember, as indeed I had throughout the night. I had never been a precision whipper of girls, preferring more the fear and fun of the unknown that came when I just lashed animalistically at her full naked exposed body. That said, I managed to land blows between her legs, to my absolute satisfaction, though I got even more satisfaction by simply ordering her to keep her legs open constantly despite every instinct in her body screaming at her to close them. I slipped out of the palace, covered in aplain cloak and made my way to the physician's house. I knocked on thedoor.It was opened by a large figure clad in a long brown loose gown. Ilooked at the face. It was fleshy and soft, with no trace of male hair."Yes, my short friend. What can I do for you?" Even the voice wasindeterminate. It could have belonged to a man or a woman. But as thequeen had referred to the physician as a male, I began. "Please, sir. Ineed your help. I have heard you are a. “We’re going to push the envelope tonight,” she told us, “that is, if you aren’t afraid.”The two dildo-cocks were coated with her pussy juice, and she brought them to our lips.“Go on, lick and suck them,” she instructed us, “don’t be shy.”Rick and I looked at each other. This was beyond anything we’d ever done or even thought of. After hesitating a moment, Rick turned and took the cock in his mouth. I followed suit. Mom gave us a big lusty smile. We licked and sucked the dildos to Mom’s.