“You want to have an orgasm and well…so do I”So do I? What does that mean? Does he want me to jerk him off ( I had done that before) or does he ...ant me to give him a blowjob? (that I never did before) or does he want to fuck me. All these thoughts went through my head.His cock was pressing against my pussy. It did feel good. Up and down, he was rubbing his big round cockhead on my clit.“mmmmm”, I was enjoying it. See doesn’t that feel good?“Yes”“Umm your pussy is so warm, so wet”“I am just. I need to exert myself.“Yes! ;) you are quite the man.” Truth be told, I knew the answer before she gave it. It could have been my imagination, but when she ventured to slip her hand into my boxers, looking me eye to eye, I could of sworn I saw her jaw drop the slightest amount and a sudden bit of saliva moisten her lips. I almost didn’t catch it for the ecstasy her cold hand gave me. With her friends trying to keep a close watch, and the static in the air provided by the rhythmic grinding. “Here?”“Yes. Henneler was dispatched to get the Queen Priestesses Karina and Frenessa. We’re to meet them in front of Frenessa’s palace.”***At the gates of Frenessa’s palace, they saw Henneler approaching, along with a guardian and a buxom brunette - the Queen Priestess Karina.“How much time do we have,” Daymon asked Henneler.”“About twenty minutes,” Henneler said. “We had to go over to the other side of the lake. It took longer than I thought it would.” Queen Priestesses and concubines, and. Last week I told her to come over as my wife was out that day and she said she would, it'd be nice to have a catch up.She arrived and I was a little shocked by her appearance, she was more over weight than she used to be, she looked very much her age, 59, and she walked with a limp, apparently resulting in a car accident some years ago. Anyway as we talked about our lives she said her husband had had a stroke some 5 years ago and he was bed ridden and she looks after him 24/7 but she gets one.