Regular knows exactly the buttons to push with me and he is soon verbally abusing me and reminding me what a cheap slut I am. I hope Mr. Shy is taking... notes. Soon, I am finally eagerly swallowing down two loads, one after the other. Mr. Regular leaves and Mr.Shy relaxes a bit as I take the opportunity to set out some propoganda on behalf of trannies everywhere as to how we really do give the best blowjobs. This has the effect of re-energising him and soon he’s getting not only his stamina. “Seth,” Joshua said, your truck hasn’t arrived yet, so you’re going to have to take my car. The roads are cleared, so you’ll be fine.”“Joshua,” I said, “I wouldn’t want to drive your car. Tara can drive.”“Bad idea, Seth,” Josh laughed. “I taught Tara to drive. That’s when my hair started going gray. Besides, we all know what happened the last time she drove. Don’t you let her near my car keys!”“Very funny, Dad,” Tara said, giving him a withering stare. “Just for that, watch this.” She. Now it was all Alayne could do to keep herself from screaming her pleasure to the rafters. If she had ever felt something was missing between the two of them, it was this.It was Cicale who broke the kiss first, as it should be. Alayne stood before the king and the entire room shaking with desire and frighteningly weak at the knees. She didn't argue with Cicale's command to be brought to the King's chambers or with the clasp of the guard's hand on her elbow leading her from the banquet hall. The. Jenny simply turned to admire the setting sun, purposefully turning partly away from Erin. Erin hoped that Roland could not see her blushing in the diminished light of the setting sun."Highness, I have offered my congratulations and, as is often the case, find that I am weary of the crush of court." Roland said as he closed to stand next to Erin. "I find that I am more suited to armor and battle, than to court attire and, well, the intrigue of the 'great game'." Please, Roland, must you too.