The head,large and purplish, was wet. She guided it to my lips. I stuck out mytongue, licking away the pre-cum moisture on the head, burrowing it into...er hole to get more of the sweet nectar. Her finger pressed against mylips. I opened my mouth. She put her hardness inside. I licked the head,then sucked it. She began to thrust, holding my head in her hands. I wanted to hold her ass, but my hands were tied. I used my tongue andmouth, as best as I could. I could tell she was getting more excited. It continued up her shoulders and fit tightly around her neck, forcing her head to be held up high.The next stage was a shock, as she felt her head pulled back and everything went black for a moment as Kenneth pulled a doll head over her face!Blinded, she started to open her mouth to scream as she felt the inner contours of the face come into claustrophobic contact with her own face. This attempted scream only allowed a strange extension in the mouth area to slip between her parted lips,. "But, you can't be the King," Laura said hesitantly."Laura, you haven't been listening. Scotland's history shows us that the people can select whoever they want to be King. If the survivors choose to select Jamie then he will really be the King. I say we should go for it," said Stuart. "If it helps make the US release the expats and the submarine, I think it's worth a try." Stuart, don't be so hasty. Once this is done it will be binding," said Jamie."That's nothing to worry about. The King will. The last photo in the stack was one of her at a beach wearing a skimpy black string bikini. It showed off her hard pert breasts and tiny waist, which flared out to sensuous hips. These were, in turn, attached to a pair of long shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. She was smiling back at the camera; her eyes sparkling mischievously and the tip of her pink tongue provocatively caressing her upper lip. I could see why her mother wanted to get her away from the 'local lads'!Suddenly Kevin.