Oh, yes, it did feel good. Having an energetic and forceful lover between my legs was thrilling."Oh, Brad, you make me feel so good. Oh, yes, push in ...hard, deep, son, as hard as you can." Mom, oh, Mom, oh, I'm cumming again, oh, oh ... UUNH, UUNH, UUNH, UUNH, UUNH, uunh, uuh, uuh, uuh, oh, Mom, I love you so much. This is what I want for us. I want this forever. You make me feel wonderful." Yes, you make me feel wonderful, too, Brad. I want us to be together like this. We just have to keep this. ” I concluded, with a big smile on my face.“Basically what any horny teenage boy would dream up,” said Bev with a grin.“Correct,” I said. “I’ve been carrying that impossible image around with me for a long time,” I said with a big grin.By now I could tell Jenny was starting to get a little turned on. I was running my hand up the outside of her thigh. Bev got off her seat and came over and knelt on the floor between my legs. I leaned forward and gave her a slow passionate kiss with a lot of. "Samantha could not for the life of her speak; she was sure he had said, "Princess".A little irritably, the woman continued, "I am the Princess Ayda formerly Mrs. The Honourable Diana Featherstone, née The Honourable Diana Sturgess, wife to His Magnificence the Emir Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever. You may call me Diana; everyone else does. Has my husband given you a name yet?" I-I'm Samantha, Your Majesty," and absurdly she tried to curtsey, naked."I said, call me Diana. Did my husband. She was very conservative. We had mutual respect for each other. Things were going on fine, till a train journey changed the equations. I had to travel to North Andhra for a wedding and her to Orissa, her native. I reached the station and saw she was also on the platform. It was a pleasant surprise for both of us. We were glad that we had company for chit-chat and all. My ticket was in the race and I was sharing with some person. She had a confirmed ticket in some other compartment. We moved to.