"Oh christ ... oh god..." she babbled as I lay between her thighs with my tongue buried deep between her pussy lips and teasing the entrance to her pu...sy canal. I had already fucked her beautiful pussy and deposited my load deep inside. I was now enjoying a creampie of our combined creams as they leaked from her."Fuck ... you're nasty" she commented as she propped herself up on her elbows to watch me devouring our spends.In retaliation for her comment, I ran my tongue up and over her engorged. "You never needed to put me away in the first place," it commented. "You're at your best when you're using everything have," it observed "So why not let me come out," it wheedled, "and let's play together again — forever."I wasn't scared as much as intrigued. I'd never had a part of me that wanted to be used so badly before. While my breasts have never refused any loving attention, they always let me decide when they'll be exposed to receive it, and when they'll be hidden away. And my clitoris,. However, take those stairs up, and they would eventually lead to the royal apartments located directly above the throne room in the keep. The apartments were a sprawling, luxurious tangle of extra bedrooms, studies, libraries and private dining halls. In times past, the entire royal family- all brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, children and children in-law and grandchildren and so on- would live here, in the capital. Now, because the royal family had dwindled over time, there was only the king. The sounds of his forty-year-old mother masturbating in her room floated through the thin wall separating their bedrooms.Jean was every schoolboy's dream of a sexy older woman. A little over five-foot-three, slim, blond, and with perfectly shaped thirty-four-inch tits that stood firm without support.As the sounds from her room grew louder and more intense, Rory slipped from his bed and tiptoed to the door of her room. It was a fraction open, not enough to see in, but enough for him to know it.