And thenthey met. His mouth was slightly open and her full lips engaged with his.It was soft. It was gentle. It was electric. They parted, briefly, at...themouth, but the rest of them was pressed together ever harder. Wynne'sround, high breasts pressed up against his chest. He seemed as hard asrock, but as warm and comforting as a warm blanket on a winter's evening.Their lips met again, delicate again, each of them exploring the other,and then firmer, more insistent. She tasted him and it was. He felt a slight nudging at his anus. Then, with one swift ram, she jammed a strap-on dildo up his ass. He screamed like a little girl. But his dick sprang up almost instantly. He was rock hard again. Queen Wisteria reached around with the steel rod and whacked his cock again. "You are not to get hard. Do I have to strike it again, or are you going to obey?" He whimpered and his cock started deflating. All this time she had been fucking his ass with the strap-on. She thrust it in with power and. Lifting the mag off the shelf and seeing the full extent of Miss Debbie’s bare pose probably forced a yelp from me and my head and shoulders jerking forward as the shots of spunk jetted into my underpants at the sight of Her. And again there’s no doubt that the shop-girl Miss Debbie would have seen and heard it all, and saw the wet spunk-patch afterwards. I spent a lot of time in the adult shop in Northampton, where a lady served but whose name I never knew. She knew how many mags I bought in. Holly had other ideas. She drug me out on the dance floor and kept me right by her side for most of the evening. I knew that it was so that the guy she really wanted would see us and maybe get a little jealous, but what the hell, I was having a good time.About three hours into the party I walked away from her to have a few words with my buddies over by the keg and when I came back there was some guy I didn't know talking to Holly. I was set to walk away and give them some privacy when I noticed.