I wasn't gay, but merely the idea of being someone's wife, even justtheir pretend wife, made the rest of my manhood sail away."I am Katherine. I am M...s. Frank Taylor." I said out loud, smilingbroadly as I looked at my reflection. It was surreal. It was likehaving an out of body experience. I really did look like her. In hersuit, shoes, her make-up, hair just like hers--I looked identical to herthat night at the awards dinner, with the exception of course, of herwedding rings.Frank stood. That caused me to squeeze my ass on his shaft. He groaned and pushed up. His hips came in contact with my ass. Lifting up and down a couple times I was fucking his cock all the way in now.Building up to a rhythm my pain faded but my desires did not. Moving faster until I got another idea. Change of position again. I told him I wanted to change positions again. Climbing off he followed my lead and as I tried to get into the next position Will pushed me face down on the bed and squeezed my legs. "Do tell, brother," the King replied."I would rather you guess," Torbert replied with a smirk. "I will work a week in the kitchen if you can name them in three tries."The King rubbed his chin."And if I don't?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye."Double portions of ale for the Emertland Guard for a week," Torbert answered.Jorgarn and Denae were each shifting his or her gaze from one man to the other. The Queen was looking angry and slightly bored."As much as I would like to see you in the. I waded into some bushes and dropped my denims and panties and let go with a whoosh and a rather loud fart, which made me and the four men nearby laugh. Within seconds I was confronted by four pair of feet with trousers down and cocks in my face, ‘Let her have it boys’, was the unified call, and four rather warm and yellow jets of urine landed on my long hair and ran down my body under my t-shirt. I sat and endured my first experience of what is now commonly called ‘Golden showers’, my.