At the Christmas Ball, he had met a princess from Fenwick named Anastasia with whom he danced several times. She was pleasing to the eye and somewhat ...itty and intelligent. He was mildly interested and looked forward to perhaps meeting her again at the Spring Ball to be held the following April. Anyway, the portrait arrived and Tschaikov explained the girl portrayed was named Ingrid from Kesse, a small country 340 miles to the north. ‘She has seen a portrait of you, my Lord, and she is anxious. Wong just winked and put a finger alongside his nose, saying more with his mannerisms than he could have with words. Wong, who had a way with tiny devices, added a surprise to each of Zithrusa's fans, and showed her the trick of it. When she pressed a concealed lever, four tiny metal claws sprang forth, and when the lever was pressed again and the fan closed, they were concealed again. Much more discreet than waving a sword about.John was like two different people, the two sets of mannerisms. She cummed in my mouth after a second and my mouth was filled with her vaginal water. I drank it all in a gulp.Just when she sits up from my face Mrs. Rao began to smooch me. Her mouth was tasting just like my sisters vagina.It was a little weird but my penis was erect by then.“What is this you pervert”, cried my mother. And I felt an electric shock in my penis. She had an electric shock stick in her hand.“you need to punished properly before you die. I’ll not let you enjoy this”, she. Slowly I started bobbing my head up and down on his hard cock, using my tongue to roll all around his shaft. I would pull it out to lick the head of his cock, then slap it against my tongue before ramming my head back down until he was buried in the back of my throat. After a few minutes of this I couldn't take it anymore. I needed him inside my pussy, fast! I got up, putting my knees into the couch and pushing my ass out letting him know what I wanted. He obliged, teasing my clit with his cock.