She felt horribly vulnerable now, lying here on the dais, decorated with icing like some weird Kewpie doll. She was beginning to wonder if her anythin...-for-my-career policy was really worth it.When Bailey had offered the chance to be the center of attention at his Saturday-night orgy, Sharon had accepted at once, without giving any serious consideration to what it might all come down to in the end. She wanted Sid Bailey to like her and remember her, that was all she knew. She wanted her name to. Indeed, he wasn’t going to even allow me to go to my room. I finally convinced him that at a minimum I needed a warm cloak to make the journey to Fontainebleau — it was February, after all. Delivering me to Louis as a frozen corpse would not gain him favor, I argued. He reluctantly agreed.“Mais vite!” he commanded. Yes, yes I’ll be quick about it!Back in my room I was able to grab a warm fur-lined winter cloak and to hastily scribble out a note to Madame d’Amboise that the King had called me. She began to do what she was commanded like she was a puppet. She started by rubbing her pussy slowly in circles. Quickly the pace increased and she started to lose control. Her legs began to quiver as she slowly was reaching her climax. Across the yard May watched as she stripped and made her a toy for her to watch. Her new toy was shaking as she made her edge over and over. She smiled as Megan as slowly was being transformed into a slut. Megan was masterpiece in the workings as May made her. Smith and wants to know if she is still married or widowed or divorced and tells him, still married. He tells her he is short staffed today and all his nurses are busy at the moment and asks if she minds if he does the examination without another female present. She tells him no , at her age she doesn't think she needs to worry about being m*****ed. He just smiled and said he thought she was still very attractive, she blushed and thanked him. He then asked her if I didn't find her sexually.