It was my toy, I was in control, so why was I being so forceful? I steadied my hand, gently edging it in one inch at a time. Itd been a while since Id... used the toy, and while it wasnt too big, it still needed to be worked in. Tell us how good it feels. Tell us how much you like being stuffed. Tell us youre a good little whore&hellip, Id never been vocal before, not even in bed, but as the voices demanded it, I felt a need to respond. It feels good&hellip, so good&hellip, I wasnt used to. It was raining and we quickly found parking and rushed back to me place. She had a raincoat on that had been covering her body but when we entered my place, she removed the coat to reveal a sexy curvy body in a tight dress. She greeted me with a warm hug and a deep kiss. I offered to pour a few drinks while she quickly started rubbing my cock through my pants.As I poured a couple of rum and cokes she quickly removed my pants. We grabbed our drinks and moved to the couch. I sat back while. As Michael watched, her effort became more organised, and her face scrunched up in concentration as she drove herself closer to release. She never closed her eyes though, and they stared at him in silence as she stroked herself. He watched her body start to shudder, her muscles quivering from head to toe, and he listened to the graceful moan that escaped her lips as she came in front of him, her orgasm as desperate as his, though somewhat less messy.He lay still, and continued to watch, as her. ”Sir Alistair was still a bit confused.He remembered the soft sweet flanks of the young lad and he wondered if he might have strayed from the path of decent behavior with the person that had rescued him from a cold and snowy grave in the wilderness.“Might I inquire your name, fair lady? I owe a debt of gratitude to your brother. May I assume it was you that occupied this bed last night instead of your handsome brother?”The beautiful Queen told him her name was Gretchen but did not reveal that.