Though he was content, his mother saw him crying when he was twelve because he was lonely and didn't have any friends. So she took him up to the palac... and told him that there was a princess in there and that she was waiting to become his wife one day, but that he couldn't approach her until she was eighteen and that he should just be patient.After that, Zachary went to the palace often. He climbed a tree outside the garden wall hoping to get a glimpse of her. And when he finally did he thought. "What the hell!?" my wife yelled, finally realizing someone else was fucking her. I saw him start struggling to keep her held down inside the trunk of the car. He no longer was comfortably sliding in and out of her, but instead kept his body pressed firmly against hers, grinding into her with his hips instead. Even as she was trying to move away from him, I continued to hear some restrained moans and grunts from her as she could not help but still feel pleasure from him moving in and out of. It was so weird being in the house again. It is a hard feeling to express. I felt I had grown and although this would always be the family home, it was not mine. I thought about Peter and how his home felt more natural to me. Oh God Peter! It hit like a thunderbolt. They knew about him and we would be having a conversation about that very soon I was sure. When I was seated with them it was like they were trying very hard to avoid that contentious subject. We talked about how I was feeling,. He had already removed his clothes and he said to get on my knees and suck him. One quick look and I was happy to, his dick was hard a good 8” and about the size of a golf ball. I took him into my mouth and swirled my tongue around the head. It was a beautiful mushroom head that was bigger than his shaft. The skin of his shaft and head were silky soft and smooth the head felt really good in my mouth. He started to swing the crop over my ass time and time again increasing the intensity every.