“That’s more than a little bit.” Gerry laughed, enthralled by this woman’s passion and wondering if she was now out to finish what she started...“I’m sorry,” she offered, finally a demure tone from her, “I… I just needed to feel you. I was carried away.”“It’s okay.” Gerry felt excited. He was resigned too, but that feeling was dwarfed by the knowledge this gorgeous woman was impaled on him in a public place. “You feel damn good.” He gently thrust his hips upwards a little, encouraging her to ride. Marge stood and after removing her fingers, satisfied she was ready, straddled Craig’s hips before lowering herself onto Craig’s now upright and very hard cock. Sighing contentedly, she let herself sink down onto his full eight inches savouring how it filled her and wriggling as he bottomed out deep inside her. Craig could feel Marge’s wet pussy round his cock and although warm and pleasurable it wasn’t anything as tight as his wife’s, but still good. Marge leant forward and rested a large. She reached for the princess, pulled her close, kissed her full on the mouth. "You're the captain of my archers, remember sweetie? I need you there, okay?" Okay," breathed Jaide. That kiss had sent new life coursing through her veins, and she stood numbly on the spot as Anna went to make some other arrangement. All at once, her doubts vanished. Of course she would lead the archers, why had she thought of anything else?And it was time. Anna called them forward, and they went. There was no room. Good talk. Talk about us going forward.”Later as she was getting out of the shower and he was headed in for his, “Dear, do this for me. I have selected a dress, stockings and shoes for tonight. Will you please wear just that with whatever jewelry you wish?”As he came back into the bedroom, she was standing in the thigh high stockings he selected, a necklace, makeup applied and just holding the dress. “Honey, did you really mean ‘just this’? Didn’t you forget the underwear?”“No. I didn’t forget..