I rub my still soaking pussy back and forth over it, teasing and enjoying the electric shock I feel every time it brushes against my clit. I can feel ...he tingle all the way up to my nipples. Finally I maneuver so that I can let him enter me. Slowly I lower myself onto him, allowing just the head to go in when I rise up once again. The next time I go down just a smidgen more and then back up again. Antonio groans with each downward motion. I too can barley stand it. Finally, I have just the base. You’re gonna close that fuck hole up good and tight. You’re not gonna let any of my piss leak out. Every drop that leaks out, you’re gonna be licking up. Then you’re gonna stay on your hands and knees and lick up that cum you shot all over my floor, bitch. You shot a big load on my floor, you must have really enjoyed getting that ass fucked. Now, lick it up, muscle faggot. Lick it all up.” Brian felt even more embarrassed. He knew nothing of male anatomy. He couldn’t understand why his. “Get Sarah,” Camilla hissed.Royal aides had bundled Sarah into the boot of the Range Rover just in case. And wisely so.“Release the hounds,” Charles ordered using the secret code word.Sarah was not amused, “I am not amused.” she said, “One minute I’m signing Budgie the Helicopter books in Poundland in Kensington High street and then I’m bundled into the boot of a Range Rover.”“Still flogging the books?” Charles chuckled, “Should use them for firewood.”“We are,” Andy said, “We have five bedrooms. Instead he confined himself to advice to me about pose, lighting etc. He acknowledged that the pictures got better as time went on and I used better cameras. Sue began commenting on her on-screen images – when she thought she had put on too much weight, why had she chosen that hair-do etc. Then we got to a particular favourite set of shots I had taken of Sue doing a strip. Sue had not seen any of these photographs for years, but I knew what was coming. I filled up her glass and braced myself..