"But I saw her wedding set," the woman said, glancing down at John's barren hand.Grinning, he waggled his ringless fingers for her."Are you her bodygu...rd or something?" she asked, her brow furrowing.John laughed before whispering, "It's complicated."When Summer rejoined them, they moved to take their seats."Would you like the window?" he asked Summer, who immediately jumped on the offer. She slid in first, then it was John in the middle, with the raven-haired businesswoman returning to her. ”Frustrated at being interrupted, Jill began unbuttoning her husband’s shirt.“We have guests in the building,” the AI advised.“What?” Jill grumbled. Turning to where she thought the nearest camera was located, “You’re not supposed to be watching.”But the AI objected. “This is a public area, and my programming allows my cameras to be on continuously unless I am instructed otherwise. I only mentioned our guests to save you any embarrassment you might incur should you continue in your current. She barely managing to keep a grin off her face at the image the thought provoked.Oblivious, or more likely indifferent, to his Royal charges’ ambivalence, the learned gentleman continued to talk. “The members of the House of Commons were much more independent than the members sitting in the House of Lords as they were generally elected by the people who lived in the area they represented. You need to keep in mind that unlike today most of the people didn’t have the vote and so the constituents. Joan ushered him to the edge of his bed with his legs hanging over and kneeled in front of him.“Okay, I’m going to do this and finish you off. Now just close your eyes and try to think sexy thoughts and not please of me.” She took his cock in her hand and began to stroke it gingerly, not wanting to squeeze it too hard since it looked very sensitive.To her surprise, after stroking him for five minutes, nothing happened, so she suggested he played a video as she stroked him. He played a hard core.