On was cocked and one stood straight up. Then there was the insistent thumping that was sounding in the kitchen. Pussy quivering, Martha was growing...impatient with how long it was taking to get him back up. Her hand inevitably found itself diving in and out of wetness to alleviate some of the pressure building within her. Only him hard and buried within would relieve her, but his body was taking too long to recuperate. Their gaze held and she licked her lips. “Come on honey, don’t you have. He almost couldn’t get his hand around it. The head was huge and flared, and wet with precum. Trevor gasped as Tobin ran his thumb through it and massaged the soft skin just below the head.“Fuck,” Trevor murmured into his neck. “Holy fuck. Jesus.” Tobin was about to slide down to his knees and taste that gorgeous cock when Trevor whimpered and stiffened. His cock twitched in Tobin’s hand as he whispered “ohshitohshit” and Tobin felt it swell and burst, hot cum spraying up his bare belly. Tobin. Of course, considering you were the second in line to the Galantian throne, and she was, for quite a while, heir apparent the the Aduressian throne, it's not unusual that you had met before. She's far from the only princess you'd met, and given she was only a single year older than you, it'd be weirder if you hadn't danced with her at a ball or two in the past. But still, the fact that she claimed she would "pledge her heart, body, and soul to you" at that meeting should you accept was still. ’ Grant reached out to pull her down into the crook of his arm. He kissed the top of her head and petted back her hair. He silently stared into the sky. ‘Well…the man who raped me…was my father.’ Grant snapped up straight and a look of disgust and anger washed over his face. He wanted to destroy that man. He wanted to break his face on the pavement. He felt like he needed to get up right now, track him down and make his life as miserable as he had made Mary’s. And then, like a strike of.