A man who appeared to be in his late forties stood up from his throne and approached us. Michelle ran up to him and hugged him and kissed him, saying ...��Hi, Daddy.’ She then led him over to where I had remained standing. ‘So, you want to marry my daughter?,’ he asked. ‘Yes, majesty.’ I replied. ‘Why?’ ‘Sir, I’ve been in love with your daughter for a better part of three years.’ ‘When did you find out that she was a princess?’ ‘just a little bit earlier this year.’ ‘How did you find out?’ ‘Sir,. I had said everything I wanted to say. I had held back everything I didn't want to say. I dangled hope in front of her, but with little room for negotiation.There was nothing pleasant or elevating about what I had just done. I had pummeled her with my words as surely as if I had used my fists. I could see the effect of my blows. After a while, she had simply absorbed them as I delivered. There was no sign of fight on her part.I should have felt better. I should have felt relieved, possibly even. Devlin flashed him a smile, and when they went up the stairs she deliberately swayed back and forth a bit. Being naked at these parties saved time, and it let her tease guys a little, too.The mattress Samantha had mentioned was in use. Robbin, a short blonde from Bloomington was lying on it while a guy ate her out. She was clutching her breasts, her mouth open as she thrashed from side to side, moaning."I'm not about to interrupt that," Devlin said. She recognized the man who was licking Robbin. But as we have no way of really knowing if a girls cunt has ever felt a man's cock move inside her, before yours, it must be said, she can lose this revered commodity several times, indeed, if I am truthful, I have enjoyed surrendering it over and over to men, and in doing so, sense the surge of power course through them as they think they are the first to enter into me, an added mental impetus, feeling me close around their cock as they go deeper and I go tighter, squeezing my vaginal.