"Good boy," you say smiling at me. I felt relieved that I haven't angered you. I'm already hard and because of the awkward position, you have to rough...y pull my cock out through my boxers and pants. I gasp, and you just giggle at me. You start to pump and say, "Carl, you have about 20 minutes before we have to drive back for the end of your lunch. Now I'm going to pump your cock until you either cum or ask me to stop." There is that sassy smile again and I know there is more to this. "Now if. She was on top of him, her bra and breasts squashed against his own, her mouth clamped over his, pushing her tongue deep inside. She lifted her knee between his legs and used it to press her hand hard against his vagina. He was grinding against her gratefully, rubbing himself along her fingers. He could barely tell what was going on with his cunt now. It was hot and dripping wet - she was definitely rolling her fingers up and down the length of his lips. And pushing fingers inside him - maybe. The musicians are still playing, but the strains are subdued and people start to make their way into the dining hall, which has been arranged in the long hall of mirrors. I politely make small conversation, whilst following the nobility into the dining room. Servants are busy with a never ending array of silver platters filled with all the exotic delicacies favoured by the King. As The King arrives, a hush descends on the crowd and everyone lowers their heads, while he took his seat. . ‘Hello’ she said ‘You undress, I come back soon, you undress’ with that she left, so I stripped off my things, put my phone on silent in case the garaged called and laid face down on the table. Again a short while after the young lady returned, turned the lights down low and pressed play on a CD player nearby which sparked into life with some nondescript oriental soothing type music. She started on my back, I guessed I wasn't getting the option of a towel, and concentrated on the area above my.