‘I’m surprised Jennifer. I heard you had captured a wild Irishman. Glad he knows how to pray.’ Smiling broadly, he turned to speak to the next p...rishioner. Immediately after breakfast the next day, Jennifer handed Peter a picnic basket. ‘We’re off down to the creek for a picnic.’ Her eyes twinkled as she walked off carrying cushions and a rug. ‘It’s been years since I’ve been down to the creek. Not since Andrew and I were children.’ Past the shearing shed, the shearers’ quarters and the sheep. She wondered, 'What would the old white haired Magistrate think if he knew that his King had a raging hard-on as he weaved his way through the crush of guests?'She smiled to herself, because she had been the cause of it. And giving him a hand job through the pocket of his trousers as he'd sat next to her in the throng of people. It had been as much fun for her as for him."Your Majesty, a penny for your thoughts?" Prince Charles plopped down beside his sister-in-law. "Looks like His Majesty was. Closing her eyes, she saw James standing at the foot of her bed, looking down at her as her body invited him closer. Climbing onto the bed, he lowered himself onto her. Her fingers slowly spread her juices around her clit, as he let out a warm breath close to her pussy. “Mmmmmm,” Ava moaned as he breathed her in, his tongue flicking out to taste her sweet flavour. She stroked her fingers along her lips, lightly pressing between, allowing her fingers to tease penetration as James tongue licked. Luckily, people had drifted off, or assumed it was a sleeping man. I couldn’t see, but he didn’t ask me to stop, so I assumed everything was fine. Then I took in a little more of his cock in my mouth, and my hand kept moving up and down on the shaft. A little more with each movement, till I removed my hand and only my mouth was taking it in. I let his tip hit the back of my throat. I liked that moment where I am about to gag, and then I let him out. He was hard, and he immediately sent his hand.