A step behind her walked two guardsmen, following her on orders from thequeen; the blonde's wife. They were making sure she'd stay safe duringthis tri..., while the queen herself was away on early business. Which wascode for having been kidnapped, or some other adventure, no doubt. ButElli knew her love would be back in no time.She was more concerned with setting up a surprise for her wife. A placethey could all escape to, when they needed to be alone. When they grewolder, most likely, and left. Chris had just gotten done telling me how he and his wife Helen met. She'd been his baby sitter growing up and he'd fallen in love with her though she was ten years older than he was.He'd fallen in love with her when he was 6 and she was sixteen and never fell out of it. She'd gotten married and her husband was killed in the army or something. Chris had nursed her out of her depression and gotten her to start living again. A few years later he asked her to marry him and she turned him down flat. " Brandon turned scarlet and looked away. "That's why they teach it." Eh!" I snapped in his direction. He looked back at me. "You know this shit?"He blushed deeper.'Christ!' I thought to myself, 'This boy ain't submissive, he's a fuckin' doormat.'"Kinda," He said, "I mean, I'm passin' the class." Yeah? Who's class you in?" Um, yours, actually. I sit two rows behind you."I couldn't believe I never even noticed him before but I didn't dwell on it. I pushed the chair next to me out and stared at. Again I lasted about two minutes. I pulled out and shot my load on her ass. I always enjoyed the look of my puddles of white cum laying on the deep brown shin of the slave girls when I shot my cum on them. The only thing I liked better was emptying myself in her sucking mouth. Father lasted about another five minutes. I wished I knew why the other men always lasted so much longer than I was able to. After we had both finished with Jessie and she was sent away, Father and I had a long talk..