' But then that old lump of straw winked at me and asked if I minded helping him down off his perch." I think I'd've fainted dead away if a scarecrow ...ad talked to me." I thought about it, myself." She giggled. "But figured there's a time and a place for hysterics and this wasn't one of'em. He was a friendly sort and just wanted to go with me to ask the Wonderful Wizard for a brain. But that's not the half of it!" Do tell!" We come across this here apple tree and I tried to pick an apple, cause. I finally found two more editors that would look at my work. The first said I didn’t have enough sex in my stories and would never get one posted. He suggested I send them to Red Book. The other seemed to like my work but had suggestions. I could live with suggestions, just not total rewrites. So I sent her my next story that I thought was pretty decent. She liked it and there were only fifteen corrections to make this time. Yes, only fifteen, I was making progress. I made the corrections and. I release my cum into her mouth and she continues to suck. She finishes me and we fix ourselves. I bring her close to me holding her face in my hand, “I promise to be a king worthy of you,” I kiss her deeply. The next few days are spent teasing and trying not to fuck each other. I want to save her virginity for the wedding night but one day in the woods on our afternoon walk I had her begging as we rolled around in the grass. Our guards close by as I found myself humping between her legs fully. The realization that he was going to shove himself inside of my little bottom sent me over the edge. I started crying hard and kicking my legs, successfully making contact with his for a few seconds, before he pinned my legs together with his thighs and slapped my ass hard. “Fuckin quit it.” He spoke angrily. I felt his big hands spread my buttcheeks open and his cockhead pressing against the tight entrance. I slammed my hands down on the table. “No! Brandon pl—“ I screamed as loudly as I.