All was well in the Queen’s world. She was happy, content, and sexually satisfied by Sir Lancelot. He knew precisely what to do and how to do it so ...s to provide the Queen with glorious, royal orgasms. Lancelot considered it one of his duties as well as his pleasure to make sure Lady Guinevere was not deprived of being totally and continually sexually gratified. But when Sir Lancelot was sent on a mission by King Arthur and the King was gone as well, the queen had no one to satisfy her sexual. It’s ... an illusion. I’m creating an illusion that makes me invisible ... and when I alter something around me, it expands the illusion to conceal the change I’ve made until I release it.” He covered his eye and felt the fatigue, then covered it once more, and it stopped. “Covering my eye is the trigger that activates it.”He then remembered his last moments with Lindsey. He had covered his left eye because the sun was blinding him, and he woke up in this world in that same position. His. Seeing their puzzled looks,Jane quickly filled them in and told them to grab a shower as they bothsmelled and that the sleighs she had ordered would be there in an hour.Somehow all of them were able to get ready and grab their coats as thetwo livery sleighs slid to a stop at their front door. With an excitedsqueal, they piled out of the cabin. Rick, Jane, Pattie and Linda hoppedinto the first sleigh. The heavy blanket was welcomed as the shortdresses did little to offset the cold. . After that, he hugged me again and squeezing my ass, he was wildly kissing me all over. I just smiled.“Qamaar…easy there”He kissed me all over again and again as he pulled my bra off my right boob and started tasting my nipple there, squeezing my buttocks and rubbing my back. I started moaning. He did not stop that until my boob started painting and I said,“Qamaar, that hurts now”And then he moved to my other boob and kept doing the same till it also started paining. My boobs would not have.