As the laughter reached a nerve-jangling crescendo, Mordrant finally moved. For the most part the laughter stopped, although one of the less with-it i...n the room continued until someone thumped him into a gurgling silence."The scroll, read the scroll!" Mordrant ordered into the quiet.An impeccably dressed fairy, in high court attire of green velvet jacket, tights and shoes, surmounted by a green cloak with golden trumpets at the hem and breast, stepped slowly out from the shadows. After clearing. He paused and said “ Here let me put some lotion on your butt “ and he gently rubbed it in.This only made my pussy wetter. Which of course he took note of. I cried and sobbed as the paddle fell on my bare bottom. I began kicking my feet and saying no more please no more. The paddle came down on my bottom until it felt flaming red. The last three spankings from the paddle were harder I was sobbing when he said “ There young lady he said you may stand. He had a forlorn look on his face when. We have the longest talks and drink coffee with honey in it and watch sunsets. She's the only one I've ever told that I feel attracted to girls sometimes. She told me she had one friend she had sex with before marrying her husband and that she fantasized about it sometimes. Her husband travels a lot, so she offered to let me experiment with her if I wanted to. I was so excited I started to stutter!She let me undress her and smell her, and taste her nipples as they hardened in my mouth and. This is fun." One hand tweaked and pulled at her engorged nipples; her other hand was busy between her legs.I felt what she was feeling. Hot! Sara knew her own body well. She'd come soon. I didn't mind. I didn't want to dally, either.Sara's fantasy helped. I was included, as was my father. Sara wanted to see Dad's long one slide into me. In her fantasy, she helped, guided his hard-on, twirled the crown around my wet cunt, and pushed it inside a little just before he thrust forward, burying his.