"Celine went back to fidgeting with her fingers. "I'm aware of what I've missed out on but I did occasionally try to come home. I'm not a complete mon...ster. Helen never let me. She always made it very awkward for me; she was quite unreasonable about reconciliation. Then, the more time that went by the harder it became." Bullshit. I didn't think she tried hard enough. As much as she impressed me with her honesty so far, I could feel she was still holding back. Maybe a nudge in the right. No sex in public. Good thing the tent’s right there.”“That’s not what I meant. I...” she trailed off as he extended his hand to help her up.Time seemed to grind to a halt as she looked at him with his hand held out to her. His godlike body. His incredible cock. The hunger that was so obvious in his eyes and his voice.The next thing she knew, her hand was in his, and he was pulling her to her feet. The fires of her pent up need consumed her, burning away anything resembling reservations. She. Very shortly, the buxom brunette was squirming as Henry worked his fingers inside her. When the king had tired of exploring her, he backed away and began to undress. Before he could begin, though, Samantha came over to him and knelt at his feet. Quickly, she lowered his breeches and released his throbbing organ. The girl was pleasantly surprised to find that the King’s staff was comparable in size to the rest of his huge body. Then, with the royal scepter standing at attention, Samantha. For her part, Kim was calling her s*s every nasty name in the book. Finally I spoke up; “Kim is right; Meg you can’t just go around tricking people and stealing your sister’s boyfriend. You are a naughty little slut and now you should be punished.” Both girls looked at me. Kim’s eyes gleamed with a sort of satisfaction, Meg looked worried. A few minutes later I had the young girl over my knee, her cute little ass in the air, my legs wrapped around her legs, my hands holding her arms, as her.