“That’s right. One never knows. So, are you up for it or not? Being my best man at my three-way nuptials?” Brent asked Eric directly now.“Of c...ourse! You’re my buddy! What else would I do? I’m just a bit envious, that’s all,” Eric blushed himself now.“Hey, that’s only human, bro. Honestly, though, if you had to pick an ideal partner or two, or more, for that matter, who would they be, what sex, what type, etc. Any thoughts?” Brent probed a bit deeper now.“That’s the problem. I can’t ... date my. . Helene had moaned one too many times and she was on the brink of orgasming! So this was it, this was the moment. He stood aside and motioned me to move forward and as he did so she came to her senses again and restarted the fearful begging “No, Henry! Nooooo, please... Sonia, you will kill me, please don’t do this...” the more she begged us not to, the hornier I got and soon I was entering her! It was not as hard as I thought it was going to be. Her pussy was so moist it was dripping wet so. .."She sees that he has gotten the muzzle from its place, her heart sinks, when she sees it is for her. He laughs as he slips it over her head. She is mortified, but she can't hold out much longer, as the first drops are running down the inside of her leg."Lift it up girl, we don't have all night!"The dogs are sitting looking at her, wondering what the big deal is. She lifts her leg up and releases her stream. Her relief is short lived when she hears his laughter at the dogs lapping at her pee.. . would not stab her, per se, but knock her unconscious? Sure. Look, I’ve no idea what to expect. But I’m not volunteering to liberate Raqqa from the Islamic State, am I? I’ll mostly be serving tea and ironing shirts.”Caroline had an answer to that, as you may have guessed.“No, you won’t. Tea, perhaps. But there will be housekeeping staff around. You won’t be required to do any actual housework, I’m sure of it.”“Then why does that prince want him there?” asked Melody.Caroline sighed.“The prince.