He stared at the ceiling in the dark, trying not to listen.He had finally nodded off when the door to his room opened. Someone came in. She smelled li...ke Sally. There was the rustle of clothing, and a naked body climbed into bed with him. He was right. It was Sally.He was, to put it mildly, astonished.He was still wearing his night shirt, and her hand snaked down, and under it, to slid up to his chest, passing by his flaccid penis. She felt warm against him."You can't go off and leave me alone,". " Good boy." Say, Pop, what do you do if you want to suck a pussy to a cum to keep the women from thinking you are a big wussy?" Well, the best thing son, is to send her for the two-inch leather strap and have her bring it to you before you start lapping cunt. Then, once she has cum, you give her one good sharp one on her naked ass to remind her who is boss. Of course you have to have rights or permission for the girl."That night I slept with Billy. He got on top of me in the bed and pushed his. Hands moving in a downward caress, he submerged them, churning the block of soap and producing a fluffy white cloud of lather. Lucy braced as his big firm large hands went for her breasts, soaping purposefully. He kneaded, squeezed and massaged until Lucy was thoroughly clean and turned on, nipples feeling ready to explode.Reaching back blindly she located her stepfather's cock near the base of her spine, its shaft as hard as a length of lead piping. Two tender strokes from her soft tiny hand. “Victoria, you’ve been a fantastic guest and we’re continuing the cycling theme next time, when Laura Trott is my guest. See you then.”The previous two after-show fuck-fests had occurred in different ways, the first by chance, the second by seduction. However, for the first time in all my shows, there didn’t seem the slightest chance of anything happening post-show with Queen Victoria. She vanished from set almost immediately, and after I’d cleared up and locked up, the journey home would be my.