The King had finished up earlier with his latest lady for the afternoon and after a light dinner he planned to summon another one to attend to him for...the evening. He wanted the room spotless before his next encounter. So Peter diligently cleaned.As Peter passed by a table with a brandy snifter on it the King held out his hand for the glass. It was a signal for the man to hand it to him."Of course your majesty. So how is the search for young Aric going?" asked Peter as he reached out the glass. "I glanced back and forth between the two of them, squeezing the hands I held. "I want to marry the two of you."Anna laughed, "That's illegal, although I want to marry the two of you too."Abby said a humorous tone, "That does raise some concerns, and polygamy is illegal in this country."Anna said, "We just do our own ceremony. I don't need a piece of paper from the state to make a commitment to both of you."I spoke, "Anna, that could hurt your career. Think of the front page of every tabloid in. Everything has improved. She followed up asking how many times we had done it. I lied and said 4. Then she asked if my wife had given me blowjobs in between. I nearly spit out my drink. No, I told her, she never does that. "That girl," she went on, "I told her if she isn't in the mood to at least give you a blow job or hand job. She just doesn't get it. Well, looks like I am going to have to take care of her mess again. Come over here." I honestly had no idea what she meant, and I took a step. ‘I love how it jiggles.’ Slap. Pleasure and pain roiled through Dana. She had never been treated like this! Again, the safety word hovered on her lips. Slap. Dana bit her lip and raised her ass higher. ‘Very nice!’ Slap. ‘I’m going to fuck you silly.’ Jeff thrust forward so roughly that she nearly tumbled forward. She scrambled for balanced with her crossed arms as he continued to fuck her deep and hard. She moaned with pleasure, pushing her ass back to meet his thrusts. The waves of pleasure.