Tracey got to fuck this cock whenever she wanted — lucky bitch! Had her ex-husband been this good a fucker, Marianne might have forgiven him his ind...scretions. Tracey murmured between licks ‘He knows how to use it, doesn’t he lover? We don’t lack playmates darling, believe you me. Show her honey — give her all of that wonderful prick of yours.’ Tracey was really into the threeway with Marianne — she was one of the sexiest babes they’d partied with in a long time. Her instincts had told her from. As I settled down between my two loves, I noticed Rebecca watching Benjamin get settled. She looked at me and said, "Someone is going to need a trip to the vet to be fixed."That's when it hit me. I grabbed my head and moaned.Colleen and Rebecca swarmed me, asking what was wrong, and if they needed to call an ambulance."Oh My," I said, over and over again. "I am so sorry. I am So Sorry. I AM SO SORRY."They looked at me with so much love, devotion, and confusion, that I finally told them, "I am. So far as I know, anyway. Your majesty." I-I'm not..." I started to lie, then trailed off as Lissera arched aneyebrow. "..Why did you help me, then? If you know?" You saved my town," Lissera reminded me, a small smile flitting acrossher face. "For potatoes. I don't care who or what you are - I can't thinkof you as evil after that." And... My hair?" I asked, glancing down at my dark brown tresses."Walnut dye. My whole family works with clothing, so I know a bit aboutdyes. I didn't know what to. She was old enough to be a grandmother, married to a man half her age. Her auburn hair had long run to gray, was braided in an intricate braid around and behind her head, her silver crown more elegant and jewel encrusted then the simple silver band that circled her husband’s head, her delicate face lined with age. Gabriel was marveled at the two of them. His father stood, shaking before the two of them, as the head treasurer read the details of his crime. The Queen sat like a statue, eyes fixed.