“I think Mason plans for Jam to be his best man. I want the Duchess of Meuse to be my maid or matron of honor.”I grimaced. “I’m just Jar. We�...�ll save the other for another eternity.”Anna grinned, “There’s an old saying in Landers. ‘Kings never give free gifts.’ My father is, after all, the King.”I muttered, “Yeah, even their thanks aren’t free.” I pasted a smile on my face. “We have to wait until we get back to talk to Jam’s mother and see what availability the church has and how it fits what we. For one infuriating moment he thought she was his ex. She had the same oval face and blonde hair, hell she could have been her sister. “You okay sir?” She asked. He looked around in the car, there was no one else with her. Her small voice pissed him off. Who was she to try to sound so innocent, she was probably a whore too just like the rest of them just like his ex. He said nothing as he slowly approached the car. He needed to take his anger out on someone and this bitch looked like she had. The session was soon over and they were invited to come back the next afternoon to review the proofs. They got dressed and left, chattering and giggling like a couple of naughty schoolgirls all the while.As they left, two very naked children walked in: Dale's daughter Emma and niece Melanie. For Melanie's twelfth birthday, Dale had promised to do a nice portfolio of shots of her, and wanted to include at least one of both daughter and niece."Hi, girls," welcomed Gwen. "Still undressed, I see.". She petted it; adored it; and cherished it as though it was her precious baby toy. All the while she met my eyes with hers and confirmed my pleasure pick-up. I liked the view of my cock wrapped around by her little mouth in her oval face of shining large eyes. She raised her eyebrow and questioned my gaze. I replied her with my fingers tenderly moving on her cheeks. She closed her eyes and sucked at my gland. I moved my hip forward and backward rythmically. She held her lips tight around and.