Edward’s Crown and my Sovereign’s Ring. Thence followed another procession, wearing the surprisingly heavy crown, to Westminster Palace, where we ...inally got to eat. Following the banquet, I was able to divest myself of my crown and robes and proceeded to the fete in Hyde Park, which included a fireworks display and, at my suggestion, a roast beef dinner for 5,000. The whole thing wrapped up around half-past ten, at which point I retired.The next day I began with lessons at half-past five, no. "* * *Henry showed up at Mistress Carrie's house at the appointed hour, wearing his best red lace thong panties. A woman, who introduced herself as Margarette, showed him in and asked him to fill in some paperwork, releases, and all that, as well as his contract for services. He did so, and handed over the paperwork.He was shown to a room, where he sat for 15 minutes reading Cosmo, before the Mistress herself came in. She was dressed in leather, from her cleavage revealing bustier, to her. We started with the missionary position, then to doggie, wooooooooww that was the best position. I could see my boner is fully inside her vagina, she was damn horny, demanding more like yaaaaaaaaaaaaa do it, Do it, Do it, fast fast fasterrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Then, she came on top of me banging into her vaginaAfter 1 hour of fucking in different positions, I took my penis out and came on her belly. She has 5 orgasms in that one-hour session. We ordered food, ate and then started our next session. She. There was another picture of the satyr, this time with his eyes closed and mouth open in ecstasy. The reason for the ecstasy was obvious. Paul Turcotte was going down on him. There was no poem on this page, unless you can call a chaotic paragraph of unabashedly sexual prose about the joys of fellatio a poem.“Oh God, this is all so beautiful,” I said aloud.Undoing my fly, I pulled my cock free. It was almost fully erect, aroused by the scenes I had been perusing and the fantasies they provoked.