“Does that meet with our husband’s approval?” the Queen asked. Not quite sure what to make of the situation, King Edward wisely voiced his agree...ent as he looked to me, near panic in his eyes.On the way to the Manor Hall to perform the fealty ceremony for Jean, the son, the Queen kept Adrienne wedged between her and the King, pulling his arm around Adrienne’s waist like hers was. Once the ceremony was over, the Queen and Adrienne disappeared to get to know each other better. I wondered quietly. It soaked her hair and ran down her face, where she licked it up with her tongue, her eyes closed to the torrent of pee. It collected in her cleavage and ran between her tits, staining her dress. When I was finished, she licked slowly and diligently across my slit, making sure to clean it up with her tongue, as she rubbed the liquid out of her eyes. Then she looked up at Triss.He smiled down at her, and unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock as it was hanging down, long and thick. She. In fact, after she reached her conclusion with a mass of oh’s and ah’s I stopped moving and then pulled out of her. She looked at me as if in shock.“You did that for me didn’t you?”“You wanted it, didn’t you?”“Yes, I did but no one has ever done it for me before. It has always been for his satisfaction.”“I’ve told you before. I’m not him. Come on let’s get dressed and we’ll boil the kettle. She will be here shortly. After what has happened I don’t want to be caught in bed when she. Dad was a strong guy, used to handling the vast farm by himself, and his slaps, said the voice of experience, would be the equivalent of twenty horses' hooves crashing into your face at the same time. I tried to put on my most innocent expression, but nothing worked - Dad motioned for the rest of the gang to get out, and before he had finished, the place was deserted but for me, Dad and Mom. Silently, Dad closed the doors of the barn."I've had enough of you, you slut," he roared. "You are worse.