I lay back, and peeled off my wet thong. I was now naked, totally exposing myself to this stranger. I lay back and allowed him a view of my dripping p...ussy by spreading my legs wide. He carried on snapping away. My boyfriend was adjusting his stiff cock in his jeans at the back of the room. I was so horny. As Jim snapped another picture of my wet pussy I leaned forward onto my knees catching him by surprise. I put my hands on the buckle of his belt. “But… but,” Jim stammered. As he looked over. ‘Timid, little rabbit, your heart beats frantically,’ Amelia whispered. Victoria shivered from the nearness of Amelia’s lips. The lovely Italian brushed a kiss to the nape of her neck, as her fingers lightly toyed with Victoria’s rock hard nipples. ‘Your hysteria is as bad as mine,’ Amelia murmured. Victoria gasped, as Amelia pinched her nipples. Her pussy was drenched and felt like it had a heartbeat of it’s own. She arched her back to gain more contact with Amelia’s hands. ‘Little rabbit,. The bra was a water bra so with I had a passable cleavage. My sheer lace thong panties matched my bra.Now came the hard part as any girl can tell you, oh what am I going to wear? Feeling a little slutty I decided on my short tight black mini skirt, the kind a streetwalker would wear. For a top I decided on a tight low cut red blouse that would show my cleavage to best advantage. Oh decisions, decisions, now I had to select a pair of shoes, should I wear my 3 inch black heel or my 5 inch red. You may go.”“Thank you, Your Highness. Oh...and Sire?”“Yes, William.”“Welcome home, Your Majesty.”“Why thank you, dear lad...”It was hard to find fault with that sentiment and Daniel chastised himself for toying with the notion of teasing his faithful attendant. William scurried out and finally the Prince was left alone to luxuriate in his bath. As he peeled off his boots and riding clothes he thought of the many times that Sir John had performed that same task...how John would unlace his shirt.