The maître d', dressed as a Duke, met us saying "Welcome to my humble dining room. Would this by chance be the heavenly Princess Kimberly I have hear... so much about?"I replied, "Yes indeed it is she: Princess Kimberly Adams of the royal house of Sherwood in Camelot." I am most honored that you would grace my establishment with the heavenly aura of your highness's presence. You slightest wish is my command."Kim just stood there blushing up a storm.We were led to a table in a secluded alcove. The chefs at the castle always had excellent food served in an appetizing manner. We ate and talked. It was very pleasant. As we were finishing our desserts, King Marcus said, “Jar, would you and Jam join me for a few moments to talk privately?”“Of course, Sire. We are always glad to talk with you.”After dinner, we all dispersed to various areas. The King waved us into a room in his personal section of the palace. We were all seated.“I just wanted to confirm to you that it will be my pleasure. He kissed on my navel, my belly button, moved to my nipples sucking them he stood straight. I had my eyes closed. He then removed his penis from my mouth but I wasn’t ready to let it go. He pulled it out. I felt him placing his hand below my head and another hand below my knees and lifting me. I just circled my arms around his neck and was cradled and carried. I then felt him placing me.. it was a soft mattress caressing my back. I opened my eyes I was in his bedroom. He then moved to switch. Admiring how her breasts pressed against the fabric of her tang top. His hands reached out to touch her beautiful body.Kim smiled as she felt her dream guys hands at her stomach sliding her shirt up. This morning she had quietly debated with herself on whether he was real. She had settled on the conclusion that he was just in her head. That did not mean she could not enjoy the wet dreams he gave her. He pushed the shirt over her head and trapped her hands with it. As his hand slipped behind her.