”I looked up and smiled, “Very well, Prince Roger.”We arrived at the local airport and got out of the limo. I snared three more sausage biscuits...smearing them with mustard before we got out. I carried the small plate and my cup in one hand while pulling my small case with the other. We all got on the plane and fastened our belts. The plane took off moments later.By business jet, it was a short flight with the jet landing at the Brunswick airport. While Jekyll had an airport, I was told the. McKinney, Sir, would you, ahh, could you, ahh, my tits are so small compared to Helga. Would you please slap my tits like you did Helga?"Whatever I was trying to think of was completely gone with that question. I looked directly into her eyes and asked, "You asking me to slap your tits like I did Helga? You have GOT to be shitting me."She smiled at me and replied, "No Sir, I'm not shitting you. I want you to play with my pussy and as I start to come I want you to slap my tits. Helga told me it. Then he started to pump me harder and faster and I thought that if anyone saw us now they would no doubt know that we were fucking. Cars were still driving by when Robert had a great orgasm deep into my asspussy. Afterwards he left and said that he would see me on Monday. I was coming real close to asking Robert if he might want a gurl to be his housewife but I never got that opportunity. Ed came home shortly after that and I still had Robert's cum leaking out of me. In fact, most of the. ." The freckled girl teases. "How was Wales?" Hilly and full of sheep," I reply, making my friend snort withlaughter."How were the inhabitants of Wales?" Katie asks. "Specifically, the'Prince Charming of Wales but with smaller ears'?" Thanks for THAT mental image," I snort. "He's fine. Busy with all hisprojects, heh." Still thinking of London for uni in September?" Katie asks."Think so," I shrug."Think so, hope so or both?" Katie asks, before letting out a half-sigh, half-chuckle. "Long.