Trade was brisk, and the lines were still long. It was the length of the lines that had become the problem. Other stall owners had complained. It seem...d that a lot of people had decided that a rotak a bag or a nahs for a box of the crystals, was just too good of a bargain to forgo.Ricky had nearly laughed his socks off when he heard one man telling another that Queen Angeni sure knew how to make this birthday memorable with such a gift to her people. Others agreed that it was a fine gift. Even. She's been very patient, for fucking years, and now it's only fair to give her what she so desperately needs.I haven't given her much to be excited about. I wear her clothes while she fantasizes about sex.And lots of it.To see her hooked up with the right man she can feel comfortable with would mean the world to me. Whether it's a man she's spent time with before, or it's a new man ready to take on my wife for himself, her happiness is what matters.Are you the One ready to satisfy her?Can you. I wanted that again. Was it too much to ask? I giggled into my hand not believing how stupid I use to be. I know he was too old for me. I know my parents would have killed me or him if they found out this was a regular thing. I know he probably wasn’t hard the whole time, but I didn’t care, or know, I was 18 and had very little know how at that point. What I do know is I came at least eight times before I really came. I didn’t even know you could cum like that. But I did and didn’t want it to. ”Alex liked being chauffeured. Two sleek leather bucket recliners filled the back, with a good four feet of legroom before the privacy screen. She reclined back in her seat and relaxed, legs sprawled casually, and looked out heavily tinted windows.“We’re voyeurs,” she said, looking at the crowd on the sidewalk as they pulled away. “We’re safely behind this mirror looking out on the lives of others.”“Speaking of voyeurism, put the privacy screen down please Alex.”Alex did as he asked, thrilled.