Stop this, no... No," Peter demands. The queen ignores his pleas and with one hand takes a firm grasp of his teen dick and rubs it up and down through...his silky loin cloth. She snakes her other hand and firmly massages his exposed balls. Peter utters, "No, no... This isn't right, stop... No." He moans."Now, my little king, let us see just how little you are," the Ice Queen whispers in his ear. "Not so brave without your army, without your sword, and soon without your clothes." She releases his. Above the scrotum and below the majority of the hair was his penis. I expected this big angry thing, thrusting about, ready to invade and cleave open the nearest woman. It wasn't like that at all. This was a lot smaller, maybe a little larger around than the hole I'd make by joining my thumb and index finger. I don't know if it was sunk into him or not, but I could only see about four inches of length. It was lying down, curving a little. I used my finger to lift it up a bit, putting the finger. “you don’t have to get me drunk you know, I would totally fuck you” She put her glass down and put her arms around my waist and kissed me open mouth and hard. “you’re very good looking Mr. C, you want to take me to bed too don’t you?” I just smiled at her, no use lying now.She began to massage my dick through my pants. I could not fight the growing erection. “no one has to know, I know you could go to jail for it, but I want it sooooo fuckin’ bad” She stepped back and pulled her shirt off. “Oh, I wish we were going somewhere today. I’d really like to try this one out.”“Okay, all,” Mom said, “it’s dresses time. There is a dress hanging in a garment bag in Gracey and Liya’s closet for each of you. You will need to divest yourselves of whatever clothing you’re currently wearing before you can try them on. I am fairly confident that I got all the sizes correct, but let’s make sure, although Heather has already tried on her dress and has gotten some action while wearing it.”Gracey and.