"Highness" Barleymoore gasped. "Your father, The King, declared that the shoe would be tried at every domicile within the confines within the kingdom.... It is now royal law and cannot be violated." There are no women here you Daft Bugger!" the irate and rapidly greening Prince shouted. "Upon whom do you suggest I try the slipper? The swineherd perhaps?"Seeing the resolute look upon Barleymoores' face the Prince suddenly realized that he did intend that the Prince should try the slipper upon the. I looked over to my yard, and I dared myself to run to the other side of the yard totally naked. It made me horny just thinking about it, and I could feel my heart beating just anticipating the idea. I pulled myself out of the pool, and began to sprint. I made it to the other side, when I suddenly had the idea to continue this. I walked back the pool, jumped in and dove to retrieve my bikini. I walked into my house, put on some black spandex with no panties and a gray sports bra. I put on a. She'd pull it up to expose a calf, then let it drop. She'd unzip it, let it sag, then pull it back up modestly. When she finally dropped it, she kicked it away, letting us admire the lace at the top of her thigh-highs, lace that harmonized with lace panties that were, frankly, more holes than not.Honestly, I missed her undoing the first button on her blouse. She'd turn away, undo a button, then turn back to expose a bit more decolletage for us, caressing the exposed skin. When she finally. We played around, kissing lightly, our tongues caressing each other. Then her lush breasts probed against my chest, lovely cushions — so soft and heated, the tips strangely hard.I moved my head downward. Happily she wriggled and pushed herself along the couch so that she brought her breasts up for my pleasure. I nursed. I nuzzled. I enjoyed their wonderful softness and their perfumed dampness.Eventually, and quite naturally, we shifted about, each surge moving us closer together. The touch of.