It didn’t take long before I reached my goal. I licked fast dancing my tongue across her cherry sucking her into my mouth with my lips. Finally, I f...lt her legs tremble then clamp tight round my head, while at the same time she let go. A short squirt in my mouth as reward finally made me feel good.That night I tried to bring myself off properly. I used my fore finger and thumb to rub myself off. Although it got stiff the flash backs stopped me reaching the point of no return. Much as I tried it. His long, shoulder length raven hair, pale skin, and blue eyes looked trustworthy enough."Okay." I said, with a bit concern."Good. We leave at once." Gillian said as he started towards the caravan."Oh. I forgot this." He said as he tossed me a ring. I caught it, and asked,"What's this?" Your family ring. The red in the center indicates your royalty." But your not the king. Are you?" I asked."Look. When we get back, you will be treated like royalty, because I am, and so is your. The encumbrance of a partner would have cramped her style far too much to be born.She was lucky enough to be attractive, so her predilection of “stranger sex” was not a problem. When the desire took her, she would party at one of the many bars and clubs in town and invariably, have a male partner for the evening.It was a lifestyle her mother could not understand, coming from a generation where the little lady was housewife, with all that, that involved.His job really couldn’t have been more. Average height, a little chubby, but still rather pretty, she had red, shoulder length hair that she wore in a pony tail. Overall, she looked like the quintessential, clean cut, innocent high schooler. I had met her and her parents shortly after I moved in. Her Dad was a teacher at a neighboring school district and her Mom worked at a local bank. For the next two nights, I worked, sneaking glances out the window. On both occasions, I was rewarded with a private showing of Morgan jilling off..