She was wearing a long velvet skirt in a brownish hue and a crisp, white blouse, open at the neck enabling a view of a deep cleavage, "Gorgeous as eve... Audrey," flattered Dave as he stood by the chaiss longue, Audrey laughed," Flattery will get you everywhere Dave, but then again you know that!"She sat up on her seat, " Now shall we get comfortable? A drink anyone?" Dave asked for a whisky and ginger ale, Audrey moved across to a walnut dresser and poured his drink, "I shall have a large vodka. Much to my continuing embarrassment my wife continued to detail several of my sessions on the crush bench and also the Sunday ritual where she always sat on my chest on the bed watching her soap opera omnibus. I was horrified to hear her detail how she would gradually move backwards until her arse was on my face. There was a lot of giggling as she she told her in detail how she would get her bottom right on my face and order me to push my tongue into her arse. M was amazed to hear this and kept. I didn't forget that my mother also had to be a wizard. I had been born a royal, so she couldn't be anything else but a wizard. It was possible her magical abilities weren't very strong, but every little bit might help.I arranged to meet with Mom and Brenda in the deserted banqueting hall so that we could discuss matters of wizards and magic. I enlisted enough guards to ensure that we weren't disturbed and made sure that they didn't know what we were about. I knew the guards would be unsettled. With that, I unzipped his navy blue trousers and reached inside. I found he worn boxers and felt around for that opening on the front. When I found it, I reached in and grabbed hold of his rapidly hardening penis and pulled it through his pants into the open air. I was surprised. It was not the monster that tore my pussy open just a few hours ago at the store, but it was a nice thick cock. The only description I could give it would be ‘perfect’. Not short but not long; not thin but not overly.