I'll look forward to getting to know you better during the year of yourbetrothal." As I will look forward to that," Deirdre answered past the lump in ...histhroat that threatened to choke him."Well enough," the queen replied with a smile. "I am certain we willshare many fine conversations in the coming year and beyond, dear." You do me too much honor, my queen," Deirdre softly answered whilewishing that the monarchs had laughed and dismissed him as nothing morethan a boy in a dress."Sir Garret's. Take you glasses off and wait! Intrigued by the mystery and the dominance, I obliged. I dressed in a silky black skirt (no pantie), a purple lace bra and a white lace tank top. I got into my van and I drove to the lake and did exactly what I was instructed to do. While sitting there at that picnic table I began to feel nervous, but only for a split second. Just then, another text... Close your eyes. I obeyed. I then heard foot steps behind me and had to fight the urge to open my eyes. I. " I could kick it in, if you like," Wolfgang shrugged. "For old time's sake." Hmph," the man turned away, limping back to his easy chair and the football match on his small television. He was older, in his fifties, and thin with thick white hair on top of his narrow skull. He dressed like a peasant, Wolfgang thought, wearing old tweed trousers and a flannel shirt, with wide suspenders rather than a belt.Wolfgang closed the door behind him and turned the bolt. He glanced around the modest. I stood up and untied the the string on my shorts, dropping them with my boxers to my ankles. My cock was, well, outshone by his majestic piece. My cock is around six inches, uncut, and somewhat thick. His, however, was simply amazing.I looked over at him and saw his eyes directed at my cock, making me harder than before. I began wanking myself slowly while contemplating what to do next. Out of a sudden burst of impulse, I reached over and stroked his cock for him before wrapping my mouth.