A maid bringing in the chamberpots shrieked and dropped them at the sight of Lancelot and Guinevere fucking in the royal bed.The queen’s body reacte..., ejecting the still spurting knight. “All is well, dear girl,” she tried to calm her. “It may look strange, but this is the king.”The words jolted Lancelot more than the noise and his ruined climax. The darkness around him dispersed; suddenly in daylight, he realized where he was. What had Morgana done!By now, guards had entered the room, sounding. Instead I stayedon my hands and knees and looked up feeling confused and aroused at he sametime. -W-well...what do you... I mean..., I kept stuttering.This girl smiled a bit wickedly and said: -You look like a naughty little boy as you crawl on myfeet. Naughty boys should be punished, so... I think you should lick my bootsclean. Yes, that will be your punishment. Lick them clean now, naughty boy.I bowed my head and saw her lift the tip of her otherboot. I felt overwhelmingly confused as I. She had cutest little titties and firmest, round, luscious butt.She came down the steps in front of the stage directly to me and began pressing and massaging my face with those soft tits and taking turns sticking those nipples in mouth for me to lick and nibble on. I’m saying to me “I have got to be the luckiest motherfucker in here!” Then she grabs my arm, pulling me out of my seat to go on stage with her. OK, my dumb ass is resisting – shit I must not have been high enough. She doesn’t give. Not that I was tied to that time, but I like to follow through with what I’ll say I’ll do. I got ready and went over there, getting there just after 10. I knocked on the door – even though I’d been going to Matt’s for a number of years, and been told by his parents to just come straight in, I find it cheeky and so wouldn’t do it. He answered and told me to come in. I stepped through the threshold and took my trainers off, before turning and closing the door. “Alright”, he said.“Yeah, you?” I.