Queen Marissa Loon lounges boredly on the throne while listening to Lord Gilbert droll on and on about the state of the Kingdom. It's probably somethi...g that she should pay attention to, but really all she can think of is the regret she feels at having killed Count Erwin instead of Lord Gilbert. Of course, Count Erwin was in charge of defending The Capital...couldn't just leave him alive after that and Lord Gilbert is one of the few people who actually knows what he's doing. So he was a logical. “I am now going to test your leg strength Mia” I said softly as I pushed her knees wide as far as I could which OMG opened up her young pussy perfectly, “Now hold that for a while” I said as she lay there eyes closed and her hands behind her head.I wasn’t going to waste time and bending down could smell the sweet aroma the closer I got to her little pussy, she gasped as my tongue flicked and licked her protruding labia lips and cried out “OH FUCK YESSSS!” as my tongue flicked her stiffening. When he did not come home after a few days she filed a missing persons report with the local police in Nebraska. Although there hadn’t been any trace of him, his old pickup truck turned up at a used-car lot here in Las Vegas. She had told the bank to take the farm for the mortgage, sold the meager furniture and other miscellaneous possessions and hopped a bus for Las Vegas looking for him. Upon arrival in Las Vegas this morning, she stowed her suitcase in a bus locker and set out to find him.. Her need left her rubbing her own sex to tease her body, it easily responded. Purring in self-congratulation, he was wetter than she anticipated and she cleaved her sex with her fingers. She spread her silken juices over her labia with all the enthusiasm of a much younger woman. "See Patric?" demanded Nancy. "His cock looks so angry and hard." There was no response and Nancy looked over to make sure her husband was watching - he was. Invigorated, Nancy's torture of her husband spiced her own.