Then she came over and licked what was left off of my lips. We both kissed each other and I knew right then that Pam and I were meant for each other. ...e went to sleep and woke up the next morning we both smelled like cock, cum and pussy so we took a shower and Pam went home. She told me to rest up she wanted to watch me suck my cock tonight.I walked around all day wondering if Pam saw me suck my cock, who else has seen me? I hope nobody else has seen me do it. Pam came over and we didn't waste. “I bet my American accent confused you. My Great Grand Father was very British, and knighted shortly after World War One. By happenstance I was born and raised in America and inherited my Grandfather’s title when he passed last year,” was all I said. Nobody needed details that I was loath to share. My brief answer managed to allay Fiona’s curiosity enough that the topic did not come up again.Nan Reynolds smiled when I explained myself. “You certainly do not act like a royal. I’ve had the. I want to suck your cock. Oh, and I am a little kinky. Probably not what you get at home with your wife."I self-consciously glanced at my wedding ring. She took my left hand in both of hers, and examined the gold band closely."Nope, I am one-hundred percent certain that you would experience things with me your wife would never give you. I'd even say she COULD never give you."Still not knowing whether I was simply the object of a sophomoric joke, I decided to play devil's advocate. "So why do. “But how does that work, the finger rubbing up inside you? Didn’t Betty do that finger thing too?”“Well, ... Betty came to me while I was watching, herding the heifers and bull on some leased land not far from here. It was a warm and raining morning that lulled me into day dreaming and, well, you know what I mean?”“Yes, Betty said that you were playing with yourself, masturbating,” interrupted the girl in front, holding my penis with a big smile as it grew stiffer and longer with a little gizem.