Her house would probably be called a mansion, it was large, three stories with many bedrooms. I always enjoyed staying overnight because I could pick ...ut a different bedroom each time. She would always read me stories and as I got older, eight, nine, ten, even eleven, she would invite me into her bed, especially if there was a storm or if we had watched a scary movie or were reading a scary book.We always had lots of fun, I got lots of hugs and snuggles, she often mussed my hair, whispered. "Don't be absurd. I have made my choice." And violated the code. I was first born."Leonora smirked at the younger woman."By a mere thirty-two seconds." But you broke the code nonetheless. You know queens may bear only a single female to succeed them. By rights Cassandra should have been put to death as soon as she was delivered and I should be the one bearing your child." I will admit to the indiscretion. A lapse on my part. Call it the mothering instinct which overrode my sense of prudence.. I went into my room and quickly changed into my delicate black lingerieand my lilac see-thru nightshirt. I brushed my long black hair until itwas smooth. I did a final check on my make-up in the mirror. Then Idabbed on a little more perfume and added a little lip- gloss. I checkedthe mirror and felt pretty satisfied.I waited nervously. Why didn’t Steve call to me? Had he chickened out?Did I do something to scare him off? Finally thinking enough time hadpassed for Steve to change I opened the. One day on facebook Ron contacted her and we ended up meeting him out for a few drinks . He ended up coming back to our house for some fun. My wife told me and Ron to take a seat on the couch and take our pants off. She said she was gonna take a quick shower and when she got out she wanted some hard dick to fuck. She leaves and I say to Ron that I quads we better get our pants off and get ready. I stand up to take all my cloths off and Ron asked me if I could help him. So I sit down beside him.