On Sunday night, he had just fucked her and was lyingon top of her feeling sleepy. “I could just go to sleepon top of you, like this! But I gues... you want me toget off, right?” “Why would I want you to get off?” “Most girls make me get off them after fucking. But Iguess it doesn’t make any difference to you, huh?” “Nope. It won’t hurt me at all for you to sleep on me.Go ahead.” “Good — YAWN — G’night!” He. One larger group of the divan beds was being used by the Queen and her company, probably nobles or guests like him. A group of musicians was playing as many servants walked around offering food and drinks.Roban just walked around taking it all in. At all times Meyra, Chalissa or both were at his side. Sometime later the dancers lost all their clothes and it became friskier all around. More divan beds were in use and often with more than just one person on a single bed. People were kissing and. Nothing left after that but bedtime. Even a kingsize bed is crowded with four, but I fell asleep in a sea of tits.I awoke to yelling and feeling a mouth come off of my cock. Mom had Marge by the ear and was pulling her upright. "Listen cunt, when I'm here you don't touch that dick without permission!"Marge's head was all twisted from the pressure on her ear but she squeezed out, "I'm sorry, I didn't ... I won't do it without permission! Please, Miss Mary, I'm sorry!"'Miss Mary', oh I think I'm. Once more, I had to wait and work her gently to fit my whole length, but soon we were fucking with ease and without pain. I was desperate to come, but wanted her to jism – so eased out of her, rolled her on top and showed her how to kneel either side of me and lower herself onto me as I held my shaft for her. But she pushed my hand away, and taking my cock herself in one hand, she pulled it to her crack. With the other hand, she parted her lips and swept the tip of my cock back and forth.