Mom didn't mind my weight on her at all and she grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face down to hers and locked her lips on mine. Mom's breasts were...crushed between our bodies and I could feel how erect her nipples had become and I knew she must be able to feel how hard and long my cock had expanded to as it prodded at her thigh and belly. I finally managed to lift my body enough to reach down and try to guide myself into Mom's opening. I had all sorts of trouble and I couldn't seem to line. "C'mon, Blazer. I got a pussy for you."Blazer snorted and raised his head. Nostrils flared, he picked up the sweet pungent aroma of Janice's cunt. Immediately, he began nibbling on her stomach and hips.With Abdul dining on her tits and Blazer chewing on her hips, Janice moaned. "It feels fantastic." She humped, anxious to feel Blazer's large rubbery lips on her cunt. "Eat me, Blazer. Eat my pussy."Blazer caught the strong scent and stepped between Janice's long legs. He buried his face between. They say reputation for power is power. For me that is certainly true. The nickname morphed into several versions—Dark Queen, Dark Lady, Winter Queen, even Ice Queen, though that was sarcasm when spoken. Add that to the distinctly British style of my suit at Sheila’s wedding. The common thread is royalty, or at least nobility. To this day people ask for my title. I tell them I was American born, but the titles stayed in Europe. The sealskin coat became iconic. If you saw the headless politician. "Don't just stand there staring," she said. "Sit down." I sat.Neither of us said anything for a long minute. Mindy seemed quite content to lie there, letting me squirm. I was trying frantically to think of something cool to say, but my brain had taken the evening off."Um..." I said. Then I said it again. "Um..."Mindy just smiled at me."Uh... what's going on?" I finally asked."Well, not much," Mindy said. "Not yet anyway. But I have hopes." What do you mean?" Gee, Willy, what do you want me to.