Like the flowers in her garden, the Princess herself was beautiful and sweet. She had long hair and bright eyes and clear skin and all of it was set o...f by her beautiful long pink dress. Like the flowers she had been raised behind high protective walls. She had been tutored by her governess, but only in subjects that were appropriate for such a princess. She was very intelligent and could read, analyze and do calculus, but her education had skipped even the rougher parts of history and. Sitting back I admire my handiwork “well babe even if I do say so myself, I think that is a pretty good job” Jenny sits up and looks between her legs, now completely hairless, she blushes slightly and giggles “oh shit, I look like a little girl”. Leaning forward I lick her in one long stroke from her ass to her clit and ask “do you want a candy, little girl”. She says “no thank you Mister, but you can keep licking me like a lollypop if you like”. I return as requested, twirling, sucking and. .” The sonorous shout reverberated across the acoustically resonant tiled walls of the locker room, followed by a sickly-sweet catcall.Eloise felt a foot come out from underneath her on the slick, wet tile and she crashed ass-first onto the floor next to the drain grate.“There she is, girls. That must be her in the shower,” tolled the booming voice of Alice, the cheer co-captain who instructed her to, among other things, stay outside in the heat until Eloise was longing for the shower she was. So yeah, Jimmy is basically a long tall black dude. Raised by a white family and highly educated. Over the phone, you would take him for a white guy. Jimmy has business in NYC a couple times a year. He always stays with us as we have the room. Before his last arrival my wife, while riding on top squeezing the last drops of cum out of me, she asks, Baby, can I have Jimmy for my fantasy fuck? She caught me at a moment of weakness. I told her sure, after all it's just sex and who better.