I had jumped out of the truck as soon as it came to a stop in front of our garage and run into the house. My mother called out asking how the trip had...gone. I ignored her and darted up the stairs and into my room, locking the door behind me. I kept the lights off and went looking for the deepest, darkest hole I could find to crawl into. I had to make do with my clothes closet. I burrowed in, forcing shoes, boxes and hanging clothing out of the way and pushed the folding track door closed. It. . Unnhhh... Unhhhhh... Ohhhh... Ummm... ummmmm..." she said as she rocked and then relaxed and collapsed onto her bed.I looked at her big grin and closed eyes. I knew that Joe had given me great advice. I watched her for a minute."Sherry, are you OK?" Oh... I'm... more... than OK. I... didn't... know... anything could... feel so... gooood. Where did you, uhh, learn to, uhh, do that?" My brother gave me a few suggestions."Sherry slowly returned to her senses. Her first orgasm certainly didn't. "She'll want nothing to do with this old body." Stop fishing for complements, Slave," Nick growls quietly. "You know you're as attractive as ever. Never bearing a child has its advantages." Yes Master," Della grins hopefully."Who's the drooling pretty boy on the dais," asks his daughter. "He keeps staring at me." How do you know he keeps staring?" Nick asks teasingly."Uhm, I said he's pretty."Suddenly, in a most unroyal moment, Nick finds himself embraced by the Queen. Her long, handsome face. He looked up and down the gorgeous teen, clad only in her bra and panties, as he decided where to start. First he stroked the teen's arm, then her leg below the calf. As he used the lightest of feathery touches, Meagan immediately realized something she had been doing wrong. "Oh! I've been using too much pressure when I touch myself." Peter nodded, stroking circles around the girl's navel before brushing his fingers across the mounds of tit flesh bulging out of Meagan's over full bra.Meagan.