We kissed and stroked for a while, then I pulled back and led her into the bedroom. She pushed me back on the bed and moved beside me. Slowly she kiss...d and caressed my body. She is a skilled lover and her touch was so soft and deft. She had my breasts swollen and aching from her kisses and caresses. She knew just how much to pull and roll my nipples to make my pussy melt. It was as if there was a direct link down to it from my nipples. She kissed her way down my belly, leaving a wet trail of. ”“Look up at the sunroof,” April gestured. They all looked upward at the roof.“‘The Sky View,’ as they call it, is a one piece roof window that opens sideways. The long and narrow design lets in a lot of light. Now Karen, turn on the ignition.”Karen went to turn the key on. “Where’s the key?” She asked, peering around the steering wheel.“There isn’t any start key. It’s push button start, isn’t that different? See the round button beside the steering column that says start, press it.” Karen. She surveyed her handy-work and frowned. “It needs something.”“A red dress?” I asked with a smile.She nodded. “I think that’s the next step.” She turned her back and gathered her hair over her shoulder so I could unzip her dress. “Help a girl out?” she asked coyly.I stepped up and started to nuzzle her neck as I opened the clasp and drew the zipper down to her perfect ass. She’d worn a black push-up bra and it matched her garter belt and panties as I helped her out of her dress.“You get to. The College of Arms plan most of the ceremonies, which are an amalgamation of tradition, custom and practise, protocol and procedure, and impose a rigid control on such events.”We sat down by the French windows overlooking the sweeping gardens of the Palace. Ferdi opened his cigar case and offered me one. I shook my head, I had tried cigars in Spain and had damn near choked to death.Ferdi cut the end from the cigar, took a spill from the spill vase on the mantelshelf, and lit it from a glowing.