By the time she got to the toilet the penis was no longer hard and she could once again bend it. Grace dropped the tissues into the bowl and realised ...hat she had to go, she pulled down her boxers and did the best she could to aim "it" into the bowl. Grace relaxed her muscles and relived herself in a total male fashion.She didn't make a mess or anything and thought. "Now I understand why guys have it lucky, because they really can go to the bathroom easier in the bush."However she thought that. He pushed roughly in. His cock was about seven inches long and his thickness was on the average side. He pumped vigorously for several minutes when he announced he was coming. He shot his burning hot load deep into my bowels. Then just as quick he pulled out. I never knew who he was as my face was buried in the carpet. He was quickly replaced by another. His cock was thicker and longer. I must say it did hurt as he relentlessly pounded with all his might until he also came. I looked around and. “I’ve got a new responsibility for you. You’re going to volunteer to help at the company picnic. There’s going to be a lot of activities for children. You won’t have to do anything because everything has already been planned and will be handled by professionals. Your assignment is to get your Prince to attend. Use his niece and nephew to catch him.”“How?”“That part is up to you.”“It seems unethical and sneaky.”She grinned. “To quote my husband, all is far in love and war.”“He’s a trained. He spun her around, so that her back was against the rigid tree, lifted her right leg into the air and pushed his now ready and pulsing cock into her tight and still soaking pussy. The slow and gentle sex was over. He knew that now, she wanted it how she always did. Hard. She shrieked as the full length of him went inside her and stretched her open, forgetting that there were people more than ten away. She didn't care. She wanted them to hear how good it was to be someone's slut. She leaned.