" I said. "I can't leave them... Mommy!" She told me to get you out of the castle Princess. At least you canlive..."I attempted to use some spells she...'d taught me for healing, but hadtrouble focusing with my head pounding as she ran into some secrettunnel I didn't know. Before long it led out to the forest, and themeadow near my treehouse. "Come on Princess, we need to get youinside!" she told me, climbing the steps."No... I have to go back; I can't let her die!"Just as we reached the steps a. Her first ring relaxed enough to make progress on the insertion and the plug began slowly disappearing into her bum. I enjoyed watching the process as her sexuality was conflicted between the aching pleasure in her pussy but the pain and fear in her ass hole. Eventually, with steady persistence, the plug forced its way past her inner ring and my wifes ass swallowed the hot steel bullet. The only evidence that remained was a sparkling clear jewel in a steel setting shining where once her brown. If you chill it with ice it’s a nonsense. You might as well drink cheap vodka. Or moonshine.”I nodded. “I see what you mean. I don’t have any refrigerator in my boat, so I either have a drink no cooler than the water in the bilge, or a hot drink. I suppose I’m used to room-temperature drinks.”“Yes – Dulcie said you live in a boat. Would you like to tell me about that?” Telling my story took perhaps half an hour, with encouraging insertions from Frank, until I got to my involvement with Open. THAT was a concept that her mind could impart to her body and make stick! Reluctantly, she unwrapped herself from Toby and turned to lead him off, by the one appendage that she could NOT bring herself to abandon -- his beautiful penis! Her hand hadn't left it since he'd placed it there; she couldn't bring herself to release his staff of power and vitality.Toby found himself following Jean closely, his hand on her shoulder while he dealt with the consequences of her odd choice in grips. For one.