She managed the polite congratulations with what she hoped was a delighted-looking smile.Soon, Julian held up his hands to speak."Your Majesty," he sa...d to the king, "in my country it is the custom to seal the marriage promise with a kiss. Would you indulge me?"Flora's heart quickened. She swallowed."Of course," the king said, looking to Flora.She stood, even though she felt dizzy. Julian came to her side of the table almost too quickly. He touched her elaborate braids and ran a soft finger. I assured him that it had been consensual and that I was not being abused. I whispered in his ear invitingly that I wanted to know what he wanted to do with me.“Just to hold you. Would you pretend you’re my wife?” he asked.I tried not to groan. It felt like I STILL drew all the saps to me. We lay on the bed as he held me tightly. It was incredibly humiliating to be a surrogate body for this man’s memories. I think I would have preferred a beating to being smothered in snuggles by him.He finally. "Come in. I'll find Myra."The two men followed the young woman into the house and madethemselves at home in two of the four available chairs. Then theirhostess went back outside, calling her niece's name.A couple minutes later, the bright rectangle of the doorway was brokenby Myra's silhouette, giving Paul got his first look at Eerie's newestpotion girl. When she came closer, a suspicious set to her lips,"pretty" was the word that sprang into his mind. Every time Paul sawthe effects of. She felt a couple of fingers sliding under her skimpy knickers and entering her always wet pussy, within a few strokes she was responding to the invasion and her cunt muscles had clamped well onto the fingers ensuring each movement was felt throughout her body. Her tight uniform skirt was now well above her arse and she had little protection, not that she wanted or needed any, from the throbbing piece of meat that suddenly went into her arse rather than her cunt, anyway it made no difference to.