Though she had on her robe, I knew she was naked beneath it. I on the other hand was naked as I stood there waiting for her."John..." she said simply ...ying me, though I wasn't as yet erect. "You think that's wise?" More comfortable this way," I said lamely. "Keeps me from getting too hot while I work on you." Ah huh," she said climbing up onto our makeshift massage table, turning her back to me before slipping the robe off, and then laying face down on the table, eyes closed. I took a moment to. " she started, but he shook his head."You'll miss the train," he said.She was confused. Didn't he want to fuck her, right now? Why did they need to catch the train?And then she understood, and blushed even deeper.Taking a deep breath - which pushed her tits forward in a way he clearly enjoyed - she reached under the hem of her cocktail dress, hooked the hem of her black lacy panties, and quickly wiggled them down her legs, hoping no one noticed. She lifted them up with one high-heeled foot,. It’s definitely a castle, Phillip thought as he eyed the aged building. The walls were made of what appeared to be hand-hewn stones set in some type of mortar. The building wasn’t that large as far as castles went, he supposed, but it was definitely big enough to be inspiring. It consisted of what appeared to be three floors — at least there were three levels of sparse windows set in the thick wall that faced them. Each wall of the building segued into round protrusions some twenty feet in. My dress is form fitting and very flattering of my curves. I’m looking like a good little whore. We dance and enjoy our bottle while my youngest is out and about with his lil friends. My oldest shows up at the reception and immediately I notice he is all about me. He’s not 21 yet but he sits down and serves himself up a drink. We all toast and talk about the wedding and who all is there at the wedding. I take notice of his eyes. They never leave me.As the night winds down, I’ve made my way over.