The remote in my hand made an audible click... Diane's entire body went stiff and her legs shook as her voice let out a startled groan. The small devi...e was vibrating directly on her clit! "Ohhh, shit!" she gasped as the vibes coursed throughout her body. "This little gizmo is called a Butterfly and you won't think it's so nice after it gets done with you!" I said. Diane panted as she lay there, feeling all the different sensations the little device produced in her pussy. I sat there next to. He could use the title, of course, but it was reduced to a meaningless honorific. Perversely, as a concession to demands from the press barons who'd shafted him more completely than did any Congolese male prostitute, the government of the Republic of England had elected to allow nobles to retain their knighthoods. This was justified on the basis that the title was associated with desert rather than heredity. But without a monarch to whom one could bend the knee and be dubbed a knight, Sir. " I smiled weakly but my cock was rock hard "put the cushion down on the floor " j said. I placed the cushion on the floor and my cock was tenting my shorts." someones pleased to see there mum in law" she chuckled. I laughed and hoped this finally going where i wanted it to. "Ive never sat on a mans face before" she matter of factly said " can i sit on yours" "god yesid love that" i excitedly said. J got up off the opposite sofa took off her glasses then lifted her top over her head and dropped. The sight of it fascinated me, and I couldn't help but lean over her a bit so I could take them into my hands. When I did, I felt her nipples dragging across my palms as the weight of her mammaries shifted in time with my thrusting; and I felt them harden even more at the contact.I scanned her again, and found that the feeling of having my erection sliding in and out of her - filling, then emptying, her most intimate place - was steadily moving her toward an orgasm. The problem was that I was.