She gouged the slit of Mona's cunt with the horse's cockhead and hissed out her breath. Eyes wide, she mashed the tip of King's cock into Mona's stiff...clit.Mona gasped and squirmed on her back. "Put his cock in," she squawked impatiently.King snorted then neighed as his nostrils flared. He jabbed at Mona, anxious to fuck his prick inside the bubbling depths of her cunt. He bobbed his head and stepped forward, the bloated knob of his prick smashing against Mona's clit.Mona gasped. "Please,. Hannigan said. It was a discussion they had previously. She noticed me out of the corner of her eye.“You have another border staying with you?” Mrs. Hannigan clearly didn’t recognize me as Eddie.“Hello Ma’am,” I said, and I curtsied as I had practiced by lifting my skirt slightly at the sides.“This is my niece, Jenny. Eddie had to be picked up and taken home for misbehavior,” My Aunt lied.“He was a delinquent and a deviant if I ever saw one. Your niece seems amiable enough,” Mrs. Hannigan. She clutched at the soft cotton of his shirt for balance, her gaze fixed on the vee of golden skin before her as the world spun dizzily. Slowly she tipped her head back, her long silvery hair tumbling over the arm anchoring her against him. Dancing green eyes met her wide, frightened blue ones. She drew in sharp breath at the sight of the wickedly handsome pirate, the scent of salt and male teasing her nostrils. This couldn’t be happening. She was the daughter of a Lord, and affianced to a. I'm usually better off buying my female companions - at least that's amore honest relationship.Now, where was I? Oh yes, a story. First, we need a main character. Weneed a guy the reader can be reasonably comfortable with. He cant be agoody-goody, but he cant be a total asshole either, unless he then getswhat's coming to him.So whose our main character? Well, why not a writer? Hay, if StevenFricking King can write about a writer who is suspiciously like him,basically jerk off in public and get.