They all sported firm and proud erections which they had been stimulating while watching Josephine prepare her lover. Charlotte smiled with delight. ...��Oh Josephine!” she cried with gratitude. “You needn’t have! We no longer have to share our love with anyone else.” “There is a love I can never give fully,” Josephine admitted, as the men crawled onto the bed and surrounded her gravid lover. Their tongues and hands tenderly stroked her stomach, breasts and thighs, expressing their appreciation. When she got to her desk she smiled and waived at me so I went out to great her. “I have a surprise for you,” she said with a naughty smirk and then she took off her overcoat to reveal a very sexy outfit. She had on a tight, silk, button-up blouse and in between several of the buttons it gaped open revealing her perky tits bound by a white lace bra. She also had on a tight, black mini-skirt that barely covered the top of her beige, nylon thigh highs. The nylons had the seem that went up the. This time, however, she was wearing a men's dark blue suit with a doublebreasted jacket. In fact, when I entered the hall and saw her from afar,standing by the throne, I thought it was the King. The nearer I got, themore I thought that the King looked different - bigger somehow, perhapstaller, and more powerful. I put it down to the padded shoulders of hisjacket until I realized it was actually the Queen."Your majesty," I said as I bowed deeply before her - another custom sheintroduced at the. Her hair was long, silky smooth, and black. She had beautiful, bright, green eyes. Her figure was rather petite, she only weighed ninety-four pounds. She had a cute, small, perky, round ass. And nice c-cup, teardrop shaped, breast. She made a few more advances on me. I pushed them aside, but not in a way to hurt her. She would ask me if her breasts were the same size. And ask if I could help her scrub her back in the shower. One day, I was getting dressed for school. She was getting out of the.