I assumed Dan must have set the stage while we made out in his kitchen. To my relief, I also noticed Dan wasn’t anywhere to be seen. We hadn’t act...ually talked about how this would happen, and my fear was that he would want to watch – or even participate. I wasn’t quite ready to perform for an audience.Lisa closed her bedroom door and we embraced and kissed. Once our mouths and tongues connected, any apprehension or anxiety disappeared and was instantly replaced with unbridled passion. I could. I don't remember exactly how many guys I ended up having that night, but it was a lot.One of the girls was a cute, short, cheer type. "I don't know how this works" she slurred as she entered. "I'm Jamie..." I whispered "I'm Kay" and slid her skirt and panties down and sucked her like there was no tomorrow. "Oh my gawd..." She never said anything different the whole time. She was my favorite of the whole experience. She had the most girlie little patch of fluff above an absolutely. She had to have it and the thought of any delay was like handcuffs on her wrists preventing her from getting the tingle she had to have right away to chase away the ghosts in the darkness that told her she was damaged goods and not even able to see the cock that was fucking her.It was of no consequence to her because she had learned long ago how to “read” the size, the shape, the texture and the wetness of a male penis just with her heightened senses of touch, scent and natural instinct that. And he didn't even need to use his powers to make her enjoy it.Three weeks later, the King proclaimed a day of mourning when Katherine's husband mysteriously threw himself from the high tower. Only Davis knew that it was no accident. Katherine had put on a convincing act as the grieving widow, dismissing most of the castle's staff, and keeping only a token guard. The emptiness of the castle allowed him easier access to the once royal bedroom, and by agreement, he promised not to have his men.