‘Makena.’ He gently pulled her away from his neck and sat her up straight. Makena pouted. ‘I wasn’t done’ The innocence in her voice was alm...st his undoing. Someone give me strength. Jesus, Allah, Virgin Mary, anybody! He thought. ‘Makena, honey, are you sure you want to do this? How far do you want to go? I don’t want you to feel un—’ Makena cut him off with a short, sweet kiss. ‘Marc, I like you. I do. But I’m glad you stopped us. We might be moving a little fast. Don’t get me wrong, I like. "You've tucked everything between his legs." Well yes, but I've done more than that. His prodder remains ratherflexible even when aroused, and since it as such a good length I'vemanaged to squeeze a few inches into his bottom."Mrs Van Damme stared incredulously. "Into his bottom! You've stuffed hiscock into his own bum?" Yes. It took a little bit of experimenting, but he can manage it." theniece-companion replied whimsically. She tipped her head to one side andsmiled up at the sissy's. He said he was relieved to hear me say what I did. Okay, I said, then, it’s settled! I told him not to go anywhere, that I would be right back after I took a quick shower. He told me to take my time, and he would cook us up some breakfast. I took the opportunity to shave everything I owned, get clean, and fix my hair and makeup. I picked out my shortest denim mini skirt, and a sexy white sheer top. When I appeared in the kitchen, Uncle Clyde turned around, and I saw his knees buckle slightly as. The son of Kheftiu did not seem to mind, he sat back and lolled about on the cushions as though time itself had lost all its meaning.Now, as though by some secret pact and by virtue of some furtive sign, the ladies, my friends each turned to the Khefti lord that sat beside them. All of them, women and men, had of course been watching Neith and the prince intently, but rank and precedence forbade them from showing any sign of their growing arousal until now. I saw each of the ladies move with.