I wanted my husband to show his respect to the man who fucked his wife so good, and gave me what I needed.My husband resisted for the longest time, an... refused to do it. Every time I hinted at it, or brought it up (“You already clean up after him, and lick me out after he fucks and creams inside me, why shouldn’t you suck him off too?) he’d look at me like I was crazy. And then, one night, it happened. At my instigation, Johnny made him do it. My hubby didn’t enjoy it, and felt humiliated being. The planning took some two months and the invasion was mounted. That night Princess Ayda came again to Robinson's bedroom and offered herself to him. The butler had enjoyed the Princess's company several times since his arrival in Kobekistan and was by no means averse to enjoying that enthusiastic, if now somewhat mature, body as a pleasure object. They had always enjoyed their nights together. They were an especial pleasure for Ayda as the Emir no longer took his pleasures with her, preferring. "The older Actress just smiled in response. It was an automatic response whenever Gregg used her name. For the longest time, she had always been Miss Hudson, but soon after he'd turned seventeen she had finally got him to call her by her first name. It was a sign of his new adulthood that she knew he enjoyed."We'll see," the redhead finally answered as she again reviewed her list of possible dates for the evening, discarding those that she knew already had plans."I have an idea," the young man. The Queen gave a small squeak of shock when she saw me, but immediately recovered and asked angrily, “How did you get in here?”“That is not important,” I replied. “I am not here to harm you.” I gestured at my naked body and said, “It is obvious that I am carrying no weapons. I am here to grant you that which you have wished for throughout your reign.”I’m not sure why I said that, but I am pretty sure that Eithne had something to do with it. That’s another thing about working with magical.