“Almost as old as you.” I joked.“Yech, that is nasty!” she exclaimed, but she took another big sip to confirm her opinion... I prefer this she...said as she produced a packet of pot and asked if I wanted to take a hit. It had been years since I smoked and debated whether or not to join in.One hit and I was stoned; a second and I wondered why I ever stopped.Dinner was done and the stars were coming out as I cleaned up and stoked the fire. I could see the flames of the fire reflect in her. "George sat down on the small park and waited, watching the ducks fly over the grass and land on the pond with a splash. It was quiet as it had been raining earlier in the day but was now fairly pleasant for the time of year. He scanned the park again and stretched out, waiting for the person he wanted to see.The wiry figure of Annabel Sprott soon homed in to view, walking up an adjacent path, pushing a red buggy in front of her, containing a baby – so wrapped up that its face was barely. Maybe seven inches long, with a good girth, similar to my own vibe at home; I wasted no time in going to work on it. He reclined back and that was my cue to edge closer and take him into my mouth. My lips slipped over the bulbous head, my tongue licking the glands, before pulling back out and trailing my tongue down his full length to his trimmed balls, which I licked and sucked briefly before working back up the shaft to the head again. This time I gently sucked him into my wet opening,. As he climbed from the water and dried, one of the servants spoke, "Our queen has directed us to take you to the princess."He nodded to them to lead on as he slipped into his Hortian robes of royalty that Jan had apparently ordered for him from the inn. His weapons, including his precious laser, were there also.It took only moments to wind their way back to the palace. Another few seconds, and his servant companions opened another massive wooden door, not unlike those he was becoming accustomed.