”“It's not that,” I said.“Kiersten, come over here,” my daughter said.Kiersten got out of bed and walked toward me, staring at my erection i...n Jamie's hand. “Will it hurt?” she asked.“Some,” Jamie said. “You won't want to do what I did. I just sort of rammed myself onto him, and that hurt. I think if you let Dad guide you, it won't be too bad. Now take your shirt off and let him see you. It's okay – you were practically naked in front of him this afternoon.”Kiersten reached for the hem of her. "Denae rolled her eyes. The Queen was insistent that Symington be invited to dinner at least once per week. And for his part, Master Symington had been extremely charming and well behaved. Yet there was something lurking beyond the surface that Denae found troubling. He was too smooth, too glib, too interested in the things that held her interest.She was certain that her stepmother was trying to dictate a decision that belonged rightfully to the Princess, a decision that Lorida had no business. He wasn’t sure why, but he had the sudden urge to leave his cum deep inside her. He did. He could feel the cum flow from his cock as he ground himself against her mound. As his orgasm diminished, he pulled out, and laid down on the opposite side of Misty. She lay perfectly still for just a moment, as if she were content, and satisfied to have her two men, one on each side of her.“God, you two are so fucking awesome!” she finally exclaimed. “I mean, seriously. That was incredible—and it’s not. I wanted to turn around and run back to my room but my sister grabbed my arm and pulled me into the room and closed the door. Then Tom took me in his arms and kissed me. Not just a simple kiss either; it was a French kiss. He worked his tongue into my mouth. My sisters did nothing to stop what was happening as the other two boys moved in and as one was feeling me up the other was rubbing my pantied rear and just smiling. "My , my, you sure make a beautiful girl Patrick!" said Tom. "Yes.