‘Your excellency, King Peter, my home and its contents are at your disposal, Our only concern is peace.’ King Peter, drank in Mona’s beauty as h...is eyes toured her body. Mona did not like the way he leered at her. ‘Madame, your needs and wishes are not my concern. I have some very firm plans for this dukedom and I will do with it and with you as I please.’ King Peter made a gesture and a commotion ensued. Mona’s heart fell. Being dragged into the castle was her husband, Duke Rikard. He was. He was also dressed in his boy clothes. I wondered, had he changed hismind about wearing girl's clothes after seeing Dr Smythe too. I had tofind out."How's it going John?' I asked."Fine, but while we're alone, could you call me Joan?"Smiling I replied, "Sure Joan, and call me Carol!"We both laughed in relief, knowing we were both wanting to be girls buthad to hide our feelings."Are you wearing anything special today?" I queried.Joan nodded and whispered in my ear, "I'm wearing panties and a. "Jan nodded, trying to understand why he felt that way, for her mother had always taught her to try and understand the people she was friends with."I don't mind sucking pussy," she said finally. "And I like sucking cock, too. Everybody's but Weird Stanley's." It's all a matter of taste, I guess," Davis said, spinning the little car around on the parking lot and shooting off the driveway into the street. He wheeled it quickly down Blossom Hill Road to the freeway, and in moments was headed for. . ooooohhhhh, his cock feels so wonderful fucking up into me back there, I never thought anything this wicked could feel so good... The passion-enslaved mother's wide-stretched rectum had grown accustomed to the hugh rod sunk deeply up into the very pit of her bowels and her buttocks grinding wildly back against Carl's deeply fucking cock had begun to churn in mounting desire rather than in protest. Her moans were of delight now, not agony, and her long silky brown hair swirled like a soft.