"I confirmed that he had been in poor health when I had last had news of him."Oh by the way my Lord. I have just received a missive, to be handed to y...u on your arrival. I gather it is from the Lady Helen Hammond. I will leave it with you my Lord while I make enquiries as to when her Majesty may be available to give you audience."I sat breaking the seal and read the note, basically it told me that much as she loved me, she could not go ahead with our betrothal, as it would be such a large. He would gently rub my bum or put his arm around me. I loved the attention and the several glasses of champagne he plied me with made me lose my inhabitations. After an hour or so of standing my feet were getting a little sore and I was dying for a cigarette. Paul explained that he actually lived at the house where the party was in a bungalow out the back. He said I could have a sit and a smoke out there if I wanted to. I thought why not and we slipped out into his room.For a bungalow it was. The one deepest in her mouth, closest to the base, kept her from retracting her tongue. That turned her on. She knew she would end up having to keep her mouth open, she knew she would end up drooling down the front of her naked body. She knew she would feel her own saliva on her chest, dripping between her titties and down her belly.She opened another small case and took out four spring-loaded rings. She lined them on the countertop, closed the case. Her fingers trembled slightly as she touched. “If you were dropped off, how were you planning on getting home,” I asked. She leaned back a bit, removing her pony tail and letting her hair fall down naturally over her shoulders and said, “I was hoping you would let me spend the night since I do not feel like walking home tonight.” I slid my hands from her waist to her thighs and gave her left thigh a small slap and said, “That’s fine, the hot tub is all set and ready to go.” With that she smiled, gave me another kiss on the cheek and got up.