His middle finger slipped in-between the outer folds to glide along the softness inside, and her eyes widened. He kept his movements smooth and steady..., timing them to the beat of her pulse at her throat, gradually increasing in pace. Their eyes locked. Leanne trembled with pleasure under his touch, her pupils so distended he could see her soul. His lubricated, callused pad found that spot right under her clit that he remembered drove her crazy, and pressed it in tiny circles. Leanne trembled. A written invitation was more formal and required no ritual of refusal the first time. In fact, a written invitation from the King could almost be considered mandatory.I had a feeling that I was going to end up with another wife and wanted something worthy to give the King as a gift. I made a call to the auction house in New York and explained the situation. One of the eggs they had intended to auction off for me would work. It had no depictions of animals or people, as those might offend. My heart soared.The next day, I dressed to impress, as if I was going on a first date. When I met him outside the restaurant, I was surprised to see him wearing clothes that he hadn't taken with him. He must have sneaked in to get them while I was at work without disturbing anything I would notice. He was dressed almost identically to when I had met him. I was very touched by his gesture and I was glad that he seemed happy to see me. Putting my new understanding to work, I said, "I am so glad. “Oh God Mom, that was so … it was wonderful, like something out of a Fairy Tale,” Melody sighed. “I’ve never been kissed like that!”“I should hope not, you naughty girl,” Ariel teased as she stroked her daughter’s cheek. “I’m so glad you wanted me to be your first lover, I’m going to teach you all sorts of naughty things. Girls can have lots of fun together; your Aunt Belle showed me that.”“Daddy’s sister?”Ariel nodded. “Once I’ve taught you some of my own tricks, we’ll invite her over. I.