It was a challenge justto walk with all this weighing me down. At the Duke's urging, my dresses andgowns had been styled to show a good bit of cleavag.... My gown was pale pinkwith rose highlights, and long train. I wore a tall, pointed coronet on myhead, with a veil, but the bodice was extremely tight fitting, and low cut.In this gown, it was all I could do to keep my perfumed nipples modestlyconcealed. On the hated Duke's arm I was presented to my subjects, and Idanced with all the lords of. I decided to shower quickly and then go meet my girlfriend as I still had an hour before I had to be home. The next day I drove by Lucy’s house and she flagged me down. She has a pretty smile that I had never noticed before. She asked me to come in for a minute. Once inside she was all over me, we pulled each other’s pants off and I started to finger her and then slammed my cock into her tight pussy while keeping my finger on her ‘magic button’. As she came I flooded her insides with more of. My husband and I went to bed as usual and I stayed up reading as he fell to sleep. I debated on going down stairs to get my usual glass of water but in the end I could not help myself and had to go. This time as we talked Scott hand slowly came over and started rubbing my pussy lips. This time he took the tip of his finger and gently put pressure around the entrance to my vagina and drove me crazy until he finally put pressure on my clitoris and soon brought me to orgasm. When I went back to. I didn't want to watch the man come out of the driver's hatch and fall to the ground again, but I couldn't help it. The body language of the small figure on the screen was clear. It turned away, visibly bothered by the sight. I expected the camera to zoom in on the tank-jacker on the ground, but it continued to track me and then the two of us on the bike as we sped away. From the high angle, the kiss I blew to the men from the Armory looked more like a salute, which really fit the situation.