"That's better. Picture Eric finding me like this while Amy sits on your face. As he stood there, his mouth gaping open like a fish, I'd say, 'Sorry, ...ric. You reap what you sow. This is your payback!'" Her voice suddenly turned harsh and angry.Alan asked, "Whoa! What's that all about?"Her pained expression was wiped away, replaced by a blank mask. She said curtly, "Never you mind. Forget it! Just fuck me!"He was extremely curious what that was all about, but he realized she wasn't in the mood. ??It’s a deal,? said the Queen for the second time.? She reached out and fed the first ring through a pierced nipple and then turned the catch, locking it in place.? She repeated the action with the second ring and stood back to admire her work.The rings laid flat on the bountiful breasts and were perfect.? Snowy was sleeping at this point, never to awaken again.? The poison in the rings would ensure that she would never be able to claim the throne that was rightfully hers.The Queen leaned down. I took his cock in my hands and began slowly stroking and marveled at how big it was. It had to be well over nine inches and thick with a big, and I do mean big, mushroom head. “Do not disappoint me, boy,” He said. “Sir, rest assured I will give it my best,” I responded. I began by taking the big mushroom head in my mouth and sucking it like a lollipop. Damn, it was big. Then he began slowly pushing it deeper in my mouth until it hit the entrance to my throat. I felt a small gag reflex, but. A confident face, breasts for days, and a midriff she could treat like a playground spring animal. Her cheeks went flush even thinking about it, which only made her more nervous. Idly she wondered if it had been a good idea to skip eating at the convention, but somehow she imagined the taste of corn dogs and fudge wouldn’t exactly make for delicious kisses, if kisses of any flavor or variety were to be enjoyed that evening. When she came up to the location she gazed at it with a cautious brow.