Before he knew it his trousers were in a heap around his feet."Kick off your shoes," Sylvia ordered, and he did. Jack was now standing wearing only hi...s shorts, and while his penis, poking through the opening was not exactly erect, it was also not as shrunken and lifeless as a moment before. His lovely seducer began to work the shorts down over his hips, letting the elastic waistband rub across the end of his still dripping cock. Once the thin garment was down around his ankles, Jack. She smiled as she saw me and hered what he said and she asked what my name was and as I went to reply he said that it was Kazita or slut/bitch/whore or what ever they wanted to call me. She smiled and introduced herself as Sarah and told me she was Sirs wife....Wife... she was not much older than me yet she was married to Sir.He told her to help tie my legs as he forced them uptowards my head and she did as he asked and rapped the ropes round my ancles and tied them tight to the top of the. I putmy arms around his neck, pressed my body tightly tohis, and rubbed my mound against his crotch. Again Ikissed him, this time slipping my tongue between hiseasily parted lips and whipping it around inside hismouth. I felt movement in his crotch and pressed evenharder against him. “Let me look at that camper of yours,” I said. Even inthe summers, nights in the Georgia mountain’s are cool,but I was so hot, I’m surprised steam wasn’t risingfrom my body as we. Somewhere distant, what sounded like a gong rumbled deeply. More agonizing waiting?In his mind, David worked to formulate what he was going to say to the royal Queen when she arrived. A simple misunderstanding, that’s all. With a little luck, if she liked him, he could be free very quickly. A set of large doors clanked open, and David heard the patter of sandals from several feet, then the doors closed. There was the jingle of what could have been jewelry, like a great many bracelets and.