Once again Mistress stopped to adjust her balance and get a firmer gripround his waist. Their bodies were touching. Mistress leaned over andshowered C...arles with her kisses. Starting with his shoulder her lipsgradually moved to his neck and cheek, then round the back of his head anddown to his other shoulder. As she kissed him Charles could smell thedelightful odour of her perfume and feel the erotic touch of her longshiny black hair brushing across his skin. Ah, what erotic bliss.As Mistress. He had told her that there were more than three dozen plastic Easter eggs hidden in their fenced-in back yard. Only one would fit the lock that would open the back garage door and let her inside.The egg vibrator inside her roared on and caused a rush of pleasure to gush through her. The game was on."Oh, by the way honey," Kyle said as Erin looked around to spot some spot of color, "If you happen to cum while back here, you're spending the rest of the day in back like you are."Erin moaned her. The flapping wings and chattering chirps were the rustling of her audience. They all grew silent, and almost completely still, as they stared at Triss, waiting.Time to get this show on the road.She lifted her t-shirt with her left hand hand, up to the neck, and set the claw of her right hand high up against her sternum. The portal was a concoction of flesh, woven together using some intangible energy that permeated the world, and she could feel it. As she sank the claw into her skin, she closed. Instead, she turned, presenting the green cheeks of her ample ass, knowing the sight would be too much for a man to resist, even a prince. She was right. With a yelp, the Prince was swimming across the river, leaving his guards behind. He climbed out of the water, his slim body glistening, his cock already stiffening and Trixian turned. With a fake scream of terror, her eyes going wide as if she was a deer, she started to run away. In reality, she could not be more excited by the view of that.