She turned her back towards me again and pulled out her Sandoz to wear a short tight t-shirt. Her bare back with only tight pants gave me a full erect...on. I casually pulled the pillow over my cock. Then I told it looked awesome but I feel it was too tight around her ass. I also commented that this tight will also reveal her pantylines. To which she held 2 of her G-strings in front of me and said that she wears these and thus there can never be a pantyline. Then I told her that these panties. Isabel squeezes my hand, but I blush at the exchange. A question comes to my mind and I ask, Can a Prince be the Duke of Camarillo? I would not see them wanting for leadership, or a bad leader take my place. It is a market city. Perhaps a great merchant would be excellent to become their Duke. Especially one I know is kind, fair in his dealings with others, and has many connections among merchants and Royals alike. Dad chuckles as Jeremiahs eyes widen. Isabel laughs and says, Welcome to my. "Worry ye not about my apparent predicament." It's clear you are in need of immediate rescuing," Spirella asserted as she studied the layered coils and intricate knots surrounding the damsel's limbs with no small degree of admiration."Yes, but... well, it's a long story. Best you be on your way. Thanks for asking though. Good afternoon."With that, the woman resumed her plaintive calls for aid, oblivious to the presence of the two ponygirls and their feline friend."Well, I never," huffed. I could her moaning and screaming as she tried as hard as she could to give me the best pounding of my life. She started to get so loud, until I couldn't hear anything at all, until I realized it was me moaning and screaming in ecstasy. My cock was bobbing bouncing all over the place; throbbing so hard it hurt."FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" YES, POUND MY ASS! FUCK ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN, OMG GOD, I AM GOING TO CUM, I CANT HOLD IT, FUCK MY ASSSSSSSSSSSSS!"Kim.