“I’ve missed you, too.” “Miserable doesn’t even begin to describe it,” The Duchess said, her voice weary. “I thought you couldn’t get ...way?” “I probably shouldn’t have, but I knew that there was something wrong that you weren’t mentioning in your letters. What happened?” “It’s been getting worse for a while. We can’t work out our frustrations with each other down in the courtyard, so we’re taking them out on each other with spite. I managed to get over it at first, but now I haven’t had sex in. That tight warm sucking wetness around my steel has me surging inside her and my orgasm rises. Shivery heat presages the moment where control evaporates.When she somehow takes me a little further and swallows around me, I have no choice but to let go. My come wells up, hips twitching and before I can even process the sensations that rack my body, I’m firing jet after jet down her throat.She pulls off me, both to suck in air and also to catch the final few pulses in her mouth to savour my taste.. "What are we doing here?" We or to be more precise, you, are getting changed." But what if someone sees me?" Richard's old concerns had surfacedonce again."Most people will just see two women out together but if someone doesrealise that you're a guy, so what? This is the twenty first centuryand prejudices about this sort of thing are fast disappearing. Anyway,there are plenty of people here so you'll be quite safe."Richard could see the logic so whilst Emma looked the other way, heundressed. Why then do you come before me?"The three of us (still trying to cover) kind of mumbled together; "To show the mother that I am physically ready. I come that I may lay down my innocence and be made woman (boy did that suddenly take on a whole new meaning)."The High Priestess slowly walked up to me, took my hands and gently lifted them away from my breasts and groin. She smiled a very understanding and motherly smile and said; "It is innocence such as this which you must lay down. Be neither.