Speech was not filled with idiomatic metaphors and the world was not concerned about politically correct terms and ideas. I was hired to inventory an... catalogue the many treasures housed in Her Majesty’s castle. As you may imagine her holdings are as vast as they are varied and the longer I was there the more comfortable the Queen and her staff became with me. Soon, with exceptions to the Queen’s private quarters, I had the run of the place. So many nooks and crannies filled with so many. Darlene looked up. "Oh, this is nice."Howard smiled and said thanks. He used his key and they walked across ashort lobby to the elevator. As they stood inside the shiny box, Howardinserted his key and turned it. The elevator started to move.Darlene looked at him. "You didn't press any buttons."Howard smiled. "It recognizes my key and takes us to my floor."The elevator opened directly into Howard's apartment and his entrancehall. As they walked in, Darlene walked ten feet and stopped. "Wait. Then she surprised him and she licked his nipples and he let out a big scream. Her body had him so turned on and he just wanted to fuck her non stop day and night. His leg was wet as he humped her pussy and he felt her cum on him. He took his other hand and pushed on her ass cheek and held her tight to his leg as he leg fucked her pussy. He then told her "Put your mouth over my cock and open it." As she did this he shot a huge load of cum in her mouth and watched her swallow it. He then pushed. ”“I’m sure I could persuade the jail keeper to let me in there,” Penelope thinks aloud.“You could if the executioner was the jailor too,” Faart says, bursting her bubble.So there goes that. We’re in one hell of a pickle and it’s all your fault.“All my fault?”Yep.“You’re the one that wanted to come here in the first place.”Only because of that stupid lizard.“That stupid lizard sure could eat pussy, couldn’t he?”Yeah he could.“Faart hate to break up you talking to self, but Faart can help.