Her Highness wishes for a morning ride.”“Thank you guardsmen,” I said, giving him an imperious bow of my head. “I shall see you properly rewar...ed.”“T-thank you, your Highness,” he said.The lust boiled through my pussy as the drawbridge descended. It creaked and rattled, thick chains of iron connected to windlasses hidden in the guardrooms around the tower. My heart pounded as I watched it lower in jerks and starts. My breath increased. Sweaty hands gripped the reins. I felt my father behind me,. Standing in a train washroom. In nothing but a dripping wet black panty. Boobs all red, wet and sticky. Body sweaty, hair all over her face like a nasty fucked whore. Teary eyes due to the bites and slaps. I pulled down her pants and started sucking her boobs again.I held her panty in one hand and fingered her with the same hand. I licked all her boobs and kept licking till her sweaty armpits. My fingers slid in her dripping wet pussy very easily. As soon as I entered her tight pussy, she. They also began finger play up each other’s assholes. Well lubricated, one finger, then two, then three explored each other’s anuses.Brian taught Mark what it felt like and how to give a prostate massage. This activity was regularly repeated both ways from then on. Mark’s body was coming alive to all aspects of their sexual interplay. When with Brian, his body felt on fire and pulsating all the time. And even when apart, Mark’s cock twitched each time he heard his phone chime with a. Finally, that weekend, Sheila left. Sherry had helped her get dressedbefore leaving, and then seemed subdued, for days. In fact, thatnight she wanted me to hold her all night, and wouldn’t let me let go.It seemed she wanted affection even more than sex. After the wildway she was acting when Sheila was around, it was quite a change.The next time I saw Sheila was when Sherry and I got married–Sheila was the maid of honor. That time I didn’t see Sheila’s.